Family stubbornness
I have been asked to tell about my brother's stubborn streak. Truthfully, I have tried to remember an incident concerning this and the middle brother. There is nothing that comes to mind. He on the other hand could write a book about me. Greg and I were the closest of the 4 kids growing up. Mom always said a team of wild horses could not drag anything out of either of us about the other one. The other 2 brothers were a different story.
The only incident that just came to mind was one Christmas when Greg was living with Grandmama, Dad sent me to north Ala to get him and bring him home for the holidays. My then sister-in-law, Joan rode with me. We got to Grandmama's and for some reason (I don't remember why, except he was upset at Dad), Greg refused to come back with us. I called Mom and she talked to Grandmama and Greg and the end of it all was he stayed in North Al. with Grandmama. This is truthfully the only time I remember him being stubborn. Janice would be a better one to write about this.
One the way home from Grandmama's, it became very foggy and dark. There was a shortcut (one of Dad's - and that is another blog another day) that in the day I knew very well. In this very thick fog, I didn't have a clue. I started following a pair of tail lights - couldn't even see the car. Joan asked what I would do if the car turned into a driveway and stopped. I said I would get out and ask them to get me to Center Point. Fortunately for us by the time the car did turn, the fog had lifted a little and I recognized the area. See God does take care of fools.
The only incident that just came to mind was one Christmas when Greg was living with Grandmama, Dad sent me to north Ala to get him and bring him home for the holidays. My then sister-in-law, Joan rode with me. We got to Grandmama's and for some reason (I don't remember why, except he was upset at Dad), Greg refused to come back with us. I called Mom and she talked to Grandmama and Greg and the end of it all was he stayed in North Al. with Grandmama. This is truthfully the only time I remember him being stubborn. Janice would be a better one to write about this.
One the way home from Grandmama's, it became very foggy and dark. There was a shortcut (one of Dad's - and that is another blog another day) that in the day I knew very well. In this very thick fog, I didn't have a clue. I started following a pair of tail lights - couldn't even see the car. Joan asked what I would do if the car turned into a driveway and stopped. I said I would get out and ask them to get me to Center Point. Fortunately for us by the time the car did turn, the fog had lifted a little and I recognized the area. See God does take care of fools.
posted by Three C Farm at
7:56 AM
2 Comments:
Thanks for Greg Story. If I had enough time I could tell the Rummy/must discard to win/no you don't/ Janice story but I've used up all my space with the "abbreviated" title.
pikeyjgg (Getting jiggy in the town of Pike)
Amazing how we look back at our stubornness and just pray that our children don't do that! I've already seen so much of myself in my kids that it makes me sick. Maybe they can get over it.
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