Friday Nights In Beautiful Part 1
When my brothers and I were still little fellers we spent every single weekend with my Great Uncle Carl. He really was great, in every sense of the word that little boys could ever possible care about. Uncle Carl grew up in Oklahoma. It is a testament to his real and enduring greatness that I even mention that. Texans, don’t necessarily like folks from Oklahoma. Uncle Carl is different. He grew up farming cotton with his family. Eventually, the Dust Bowl drove the family off the farm and on towards California.
If you’d like to know more about how Uncle Carl was ultimately blessed – and it was a blessing – to wind up in Texas, check out the earlier episode of, You’ve Been Hanked titled, Fleeing The Dust Bowl, where I relate that story.
Weekends spent at Uncle Carl’s home were a treat. My mother and natural father divorced while we were still just babies. Both were young themselves when they did so. It was a gift to have a steady safe port in that awful storm that raged for years…
