Remembering my brother
My mother had such a hard time delivering my brother that both of them almost died.
My dad said, “no more children for us.” But God had another plan. My mom had me 10 years later! Sonny was so thrilled to have a baby sister. Our granddad, and old time foot washing Baptist preacher, had told my brother that id he wanted a baby sister, to order one from the Sears catalog.” So, Sonny filled an envelope full of pennies and put it in the mailbox. The mailman go to the bod, saw the envelope full of pennies, and blew his horn. Mom came out and he said, “what are these pennies for?” Mom laughed, not knowing that my brother had done this and she said, ‘oh Sonny is ordering him a baby sister from Sears!” They both had a good laugh about this order from Sears. The Sears catalog was in every home. They loved receiving it and ordering from it and when they were through with it, it had another “good use,” it was sent outside to our outhouse!”
Surprise, I was born 10 years later. My brother’s first question to the doctor was, “Where is her silk dress?” The doctor said he ran out of silk dresses! Well, my bother said,”I will sell my chickens and buy her a silk dress!” My dad said, “How much do I owe you, dos?” Dad always had a grocery store. The doctor said, “Take a brown paper sack, fill it with groceries and that will be fine with me.” That sack full of groceries took care of all the visits and delivery fee!
My brother was more like another dad to me, rather than just a brother. One time he took me to the movies with him and got to talking to some other boys and left me. He forgot me! Well, I was three years old at that time, when I got tired of the movies and I left walking home. The police stopped and said, “Where are you going?” I told them, “home!” Living in such a small town, they knew who I was. They said, Who’s little girl are you?” I said. “I am my daddy’s baby.” So, they took me home. In the meantime, my brother remembered and tore the movie theater apart looking for me. He came home, grabbed me and said, Never leave without telling me!” He was crying and so sorry he had forgotten me. Mom and dad really gave him a good talking to.”
When my brother, “Sonny” was 17, he joined the army. He applied himself and earned the rank of corporal, fought in the Korean War and, while wounded, pulled his buddy up the hill. For his bravery,and being wounded, he received the honored Purple Heart. When he came home, he got married and had two children. He then got killed at the young age of 32 on his way home from work. He was killed by a truck driver who worked over his allotted time. It was so bad. I lost my best friend, my brother. His wife lost a husband, his children lost their dad. He would give you the shirt off his back. Killed by someone who had just worked over his safe time limit.
So, goodbye, my sweet brother that loved me so much. He had ordered me from Sears and bought me with his chicken money, my first silk dress.
Beverly J. Rose
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