Married 50 years

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My mother had four brothers and only one sister, Clara. Mom always said her beautiful sister was born an adult and growing up it was as if she had two mothers. While my aunt Clara and my grandmother Lillie Mae performed the family’s household tasks, my mother worked and played outside with her brothers. Consequently, when my parents were married, according to Mom, “she couldn’t fry water!” Close inspection could attribute my being domestically challenged to these events. One can’t teach what one doesn’t know. Is it still fashionable to blame all our failures on our mothers?

When Aunt Clara married the love of her life, Curtis Banks, the newlyweds lived with the Kirks while he served in the military. With her husband in the service, Clara gave birth to a daughter she named Oletha. When her second daughter was born, they named her Louise, which is my mom QuoVada’s middle name.

When we were kids, we loved it when Oletha came to babysit with us. She could run faster and hit a baseball harder than either of my brothers or for that matter any of the neighborhood boys who joined the game. And she was fearless. My dad had a really mean horse and we weren’t allowed anywhere near him. One time, with my parents away, Oletha tried to ride it, got bucked off and broke her arm. This is one of those events from childhood that I’m not sure if I actually remember it happening or if I just recall hearing the stories.

On Monday, my cousin Louise and her husband Jim Scott will celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary...

 

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