A New Brother, 1920
Fannie Jane is not the baby any more. Our new brother, squalling and kicking, is the baby now. His name is Ben Hoyt, named for Uncle Ben and I'm not sure where they found a name like Hoyt. Mama says it is good to name little boys with short names so they don't shorten them like Daddy did his middle name because it is tedious to write the whole name. She said he wrote it as "Mc" when he was much younger, but changed that to Mack when a man in Texas called him 'Mick.'
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Jean, are you printing this all out, so you can make a book?
I love this, wish I had your wonderful imagination.
Most of it is typed into notepad before I put it here. When I was a child, Mama was telling us about some event from her own childhood. When she finished, I urged, "Tell us another tale, Mama." "That wasn't a tale, it was so," she said. So I urged, "Tell us another So." Much of what is here is true, I just add to the conversations because I wasn't there to hear their exact words. I add in historical events because I want to imagine how they reacted or what they thought at the time. Family legend is that the 3 girls carried Mack until his feet touched the ground. Once he got his feet on the ground, Mack became a family legend in his own right. It was both a blessing and a curse to be told, "You sound (or act) just like Mack."
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