Thursday, March 22, 2012

Grandma's Story #1: Pages 21-End

Grandma Dovie Walker
About a year ago I discovered some old handwritten stories my Grandmother Walker wrote back sometime before the Great Depression. It was a real treasure find for me, especially since I had never gotten the chance to meet her - she passed away just a few years after my father was born. You can read the story behind the story here: Grandma's Story #1.

I decided to compile the first 5 pages into one to make it easier to read. In the future I'll keep with this format, transcribing 5 pages at a time until I have the entire story transcribed..

If you see any errors or have comments about my interpertations or transcriptions please pass them along in the comment section below.


[PAGES 1-5] [PAGES 6-10] [PAGES 11-15] [PAGES 16-20]

[continued from page 20…] that she went to lots of them by slipping off after we went to bed and her brother would keep it a secret from me, but since she ran away and married she is so wild her brothers see where they done wrong by upholding her in her meanness.

So I still see trouble in my old days; my children are almost running me crazy after all I have gone through. They don’t seem to think that it wearies their mother. My youngest girl is 14 now and is an awful quiet girl.

Girls obey your parents and don’t think because your mother wants you to do right that she is mean to you, for your mother has already been over the road that you are going and knows what life is.

Ruby, my youngest girl, likes to read to me and she is lots of company to me since my eyes have gotten so I can’t read to do any good. But James doesn’t like for us to read novels or the papers. He says they are all lies, but that is about all the pleasure I can see is reading.

Boys obey your parents that you may live long on Earth, for the Bible says that. I have raised 6 boys to be almost grown and I haven’t seen but one of them drunk and that was my 4th boy. When he was 20 years old he came in sight of the house and got off of his horse and laid down, for we had always taught them to never drink, and he wouldn’t come on to the house. His boy friend came and told us that Sam was laying up there drunk and wouldn’t come on to the house and now he can’t walk so his father had William, one of the youngest boys, to catch out the horse and put it to the side and haul him to the house. He was poisoned on poison whiskey. He didn’t know anything when he was carried in to the house. I don’t think it could have hurt me much worse to have seen him carried to the grave yard as to seen him like that, but I was good to him and fixed him hot coffee and made him vomit up the poison. But, when he was alright again I begged him never to touch another drop, and if he has, I have never knew it. I haven’t a boy that gambles but I can say one good thing for James, he never drank much, never got drunk or gambled or allowed such about our house.

My girl that is married is my biggest trouble now: if she would only live right. She has two boys and oh how they are raising them up. People of today are not raising their children to go to church and to live right like we raised ours. The last I heard from Mae she was in the hospital to be operated on for appendicitis and I am praying for her that she might live to repent, for she has so many sins. When she was at home last to see me she got mad at me for not wanting her to go to a dance and she called me everything but a mother. It was almost more than I could stand. James had a pistol behind a picture on the wall. I intended to get it and end it all but she beat me to it and called James. Just to think, my girl would stand up and call me everything when I had went through with what I had to try to raise her and give her an education, but a mother never knows what she is raising one for.

Well, here I am now, 50 years old and James 49 years old. We are trying to live the life we ought to have lived in our young days, but one can’t live their lives over. I hope the ones that read this will find a lesson in it that will help them to live right and to help them to be good to each other and always do unto others as they wish others to do unto them, for I know I haven’t many years more to live but I want to try to live and follow the golden rule so, when I leave here, I will have a promise of a better home above.


Story 1 - Page 21

Story 1 - Page 22

Story 1 - Page 23

Story 1 - Page 24

Story 1 - Page 25

Story 1 - Page 26

Story 1 - Page 27

Story 1 - Page 28

Well, that's it. That concludes Grandma's Story #1. I hope you have enjoyed reading it as much as I have. Reading these old stories really takes you back to another time and place. Things were so different back in the 1920's, yet they still had to deal with a lot of the same issues we do today: infidelity, alcoholism, domestic violence, poverty, education, and mixed families. That makes the story timeless, because no matter how technologically advanced we become, one thing will remain inherently true, we are human and these are issues that have transcended the ages and will continue to until we all become zombies or mindless drones.

My plan now is to compile all the transcribed pages into an e-book that anyone can download for free, but mostly for my family to have and cherish. However, before I do that, the story needs a title. Grandma didn't title her stories, so I'm thinking of holding a contest to pick a title for the story. What do you guys think of that?

Up next is Story #2. I'll be posting the first 5 pages soon, so keep your eyes peeled. 

Thank you for all of your kind words and creative feedback, it makes it all worth it.

Michael A. Walker
Defying Procrastination

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