The Edsel was not here to stay. It was the wrong car for Ford to put onthe market. At the time a small Ford would have been better me thinks. It was a good car though.
A lot of this is repeat, but since I have it prepared here goes. Feel free to skip if you want to.
Bobby ‘n me were double kin. Yep, Mama’s nephew, Irvin O’Shields
married Daddy’s sister Bertha. In our youth, Bobby and I were always close and
favored. It was Always so
much fun to visit Uncle Irvin and Aunt Bert. They had a country store and
service station. They also farmed and raised cattle at times. We would spend at
least a week together at the other’s house each year. They lived in the country
outside Laurens, SC and we were always somewhere in NC.
(Me 'n Bobby (not McGee). Note we both wore neck ties. (We were at a funeral of course and shucks, I had a hat but he still had hair)
In later life (i.e. above) we met at funerals. Bobby passed away. Due to this
Covid STUFF funerals are iffy. He was the last of his family.
Father O’Shields appeared briefly in my book ‘Rags.’ Bobby’s
spirit matched my picture of a caring Priest. I also thought O’Shields was a
fitting (priestly) name. Bobby nor I are Catholic, but part of my book involved The farm,
at the Belmont Abbey.
I haven’t seen Bobby in a few years. I will miss him. Bobby was
the last of his family. As I get older there is a lot of that going
around. Sherry and I are the last of our families.
Life is good. Bob is in a much better place. His suffering here
on earth is past.
PS: The lighter teenage time: