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GRAND PARENTS

When they visited they always took time with Joe and me.
Uncle Philip would drive over from Chicago in his yellow
Packard, and talk to Joe about fishing. Aunt Ester from
Illinois would take us for fast hair raising rides over the hills,
while baseball games would blast from her radio. She scared
us to death and we loved it.

Uncle Jenkin, and Aunt Virginia lived in Sayre N.Y.. He
would take Joe fishing, and let me tag along. He was a retired
Merchant Marine, a gruff guy, who had no children. He took a
liking to us and every year asked Mom to bring us over to visit.
A man of few words, we would usually pay attention when he
spoke. 75 years later I have, and treasure his brass sexton and
leather bound 2 foot long spy glass. Items he used when
sailing the seven seas.

Aunt Eleanor lived over the hill from Potterville, in Rome.
She and Uncle Howard ran a farm for his father. They would
later own it and after that my cousin Robert. They had four
children, three of which we grew up with. Cousins Patty,
Manley, and Robert, the fourth was Phil, born much later.
Here’s a photo of all of us in Potterville; Joe, Pat, Manley,
Robert, and me. Behind us was our old Pontiac, and the
garage. Neither the garage, nor barn were ever painted. The
house waited until the late 1950’s.

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