He was my father's oldest brother, the only male in our family with a job that paid good wages. Whichever of our aunts my sister and I resided with would call Uncle Red when we needed shoes for school. Back in the 1950s, in the summer, we went barefoot most of the time. Because we... Continue Reading →
Uncles Make the Best Fathers
Daily writing promptDescribe a man who has positively impacted your life.View all responses We called him Uncle Red, and I never learned why he had that nickname. He was the only one of my father's siblings that did not drink alcohol. He worked at the train depot behind where we lived with his sister, our... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 