Since I took the weekend off from writing, I thought I would redeem myself today by sharing one of my favorite stories about my mom and her brother Walter Charles. Please see the humor in this and don’t feel sorry for mom. She has always laughed about this and so should you. Then make sure your own children never do it to their friends or siblings.
There are many unique tales that involve these two, because my Uncle Walt was a very interesting character. He was basically my family's version of Jessie James. We think he had a good heart, but we weren't always sure. These two youngsters got in trouble frequently, on their own and together.
On this particular day, it was a bright, sunny Saturday morning and uncle Walt and Mom had done their chores. Mom’s dad believed in Saturday morning chores and he gave both kids things to do. Mom says that if it was nothing but moving gravel in the driveway from the bottom to the top, they had to do it. On this particular Saturday, they had done just that, moved the gravel to the top of the driveway rather than leaving it at the bottom. They also had to do some weeding in the pasture.
They, finally, completed the chores and it was time to play. Mom had a board swing that was attached to a large tree and she loved to swing really high in it. She was about nine-years-old when this happened. Mom’s mother had to go to the grocery store and she decided to leave mom and Uncle Walt home alone. Uncle Walt was old enough to stay with mom. So, mom swung and while Walt watched cartoons.
After my grandmother had been gone for about an hour, one of Uncle Walt’s buddies came by to ask if he could go fishing. Walt told him that he couldn’t go right then because he was staying with Mary Sue. The boys then tried to think of a way to fish and keep mom safe. Mom could hear the conversation and she was a bit worried about what they might do with her, as she should have been.
The boys told mom that they were going fishing but they wanted to keep her safe until their mom got home. Uncle Walt and his friend then took cute little Mary Sue and tied her to the tree. They didn’t tie her real tight, fortunately. In fact, she could walk around a little bit. She could also sit down by the tree. They obviously cared, but the fish were calling.
Walt told Mary Sue to let their mother know that he had gone fishing with his buddy. Mary Sue cheerfully said she would do just that and off the boys went to fish. I don't think any of them had any idea how mad my grandmother could get, but when she came home to find her little 9 year old blind daughter tied to a tree, while her brother went fishing.....well, lets just say Walter Charles was in a heap of trouble. Mom made out OK though. I think she even got some ice cream out of the whole ordeal.
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