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My Alabama Family

Posted by Pete | Posted in News | Posted on 31-03-2021

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In November 1935 Pete Hester was born. In April 1936 Cecil Bonner was born. He lived up on top of the hill and I lived just down under the hill. Around the road it was probably 1/4 miles between our houses, but up the path between our houses was probably a lot closer. Anyway, our houses were very close, our Dad’s were very close and he and I became two peas in a pod. We worked in Uncle Dee’s cotton and corn fields together and worked for Uncle Dee at his sawmill. And he would pay us, always a little something, always as an award to make us realize the value of working and getting paid for it. Because of our being so close, I reckon I became close to Cecil’s family, cause they just took me in and loved me and I felt it was almost as much as they loved Cecil. For many years, if you saw one of us, you saw the other. So, we worked together and we played together and we ate together. My mom worked. Aunt Vera, Cecil’s mom did not work, well, away from home anyway. She was a wonderful cook and of course she would always invite me to eat with them. Only thing, when Aunt Vera fixed a meal everyone at the table was expected to eat some of everything she fixed. She fixed okra, you ate it…she fixed asparagus, you ate it, she fixed tomatoes, you ate them. Now I was a meat and potatoes man, except Aunt Vera did not let me get away with that . I had to take some of everything and I had to eat everything I took. You did not leave the table until everything was gone and there was no way to cheat. Aunt Vera was so pretty and so precious that I really did wanted to please her and do everything she said, but a meat and potatoes man having to eat all those veggies, like English Peas….and lettuce and radishes and carrots, rabbit food? Yep, she made you eat it all.
On to my point, finally, today I eat it all, thanks to Aunt Vera and I generally clean up my plate. I’m still a meat and potatoes guy but I eat all that other stuff, including the rabbit food. Cecil, Uncle Dee and Aunt Vera are as much a part of me as Mom and Dad and Gent and Sam. I loved them….More importantly, they loved me….

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