Dad And Dean
.
.
My Dad had a brother when he was young that was named Dean.
This poems passes on the only memories of Dean that I have seen.
I have Dean’s Purple Heart received by his mother after his death,
Passed on to me by my Dad to preserve a memory not wealth.
.
.
.
.
Dad and Dean
.
Dad grew up with his younger brother, Dean, always near by,
They were as close as any two brothers under that big blue sky.
Frank and Lucy Low were their Mom and Dad way back then.
That I called grandmother and granddad when I knew them.
.
Dad and Dean hanging out by the barn.
.
.
.
.
.
My Dad never talked too much about when he was just a child.
Although I have a pictures of him back then and he looked wild.
My Grandmother Lucy told me he started smoking at age nine,
And everyone back then seemed to think that was just fine.
.
Dad in front of the school at Sulphur Springs..
.
.
.
..
In 1925, Dad was nine and his toys then were worse than mine.
So they had to find things to do like hunt and fish in their time.
Dad hung around with his younger brother Dean back then.
They lived in Sulphur Springs, Arkansas, a place I have been.
.
Dad and Dean on the running board of a Model A Ford.
.
.
.
.
.
.
I remember a story Dad told me about him, Dean, and a bird dog,
Named “Blue” as they were seining for minnows in the bog.
He said they had made a run and they had something in the seine,
So they pulled it into the bank under a pretty heavy arm strain.
.
.
.
When they got it on shore, it was full of water moccasin snakes,
He said “Blue” jumped in slinging them everywhere, a big mistake.
They were dodging the poisonous Cotton Mouth’s flying around,
And old Blues head was swelling to basketball size so very round.
.
Old Blue and a Cotton Mouth Water Moccasin.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Dad told stories of him and Dean driving an old Model A Ford,
With a crank handle start that sometimes kicked making him sore.
He said the roads were mostly not paved with mud when it rained,
And sometimes they had to back up steep hills causing them pain.
.
.Model A Ford
.
.
.
..
Dad and Dean went to high school at Sulphur Springs schools,
Graduating there without breaking too many of the school rules.
Dad headed for Texas and started College at Texas Tech then,
Dean stayed there and finished high school, his adult life to begin.
.
Dad and Dean at the swimming hole in Sulphur Springs.
.
.
.
.
.
Not too long after Dean finished high school, World War ll began,
Dean joined the Navy and was assigned to a war ship to man.
A Japanese submarine found his war ship and torpedoed it,
And Dean lost his young life in the Pacific and sank with the ship.
.
Dean after graduating high school.
.
.
.
..
My Dad had married my Mom down in Texas in the meantime.
My Dad then joined the Navy to help the USA during wartime.
Dad was very close to Dean and he missed him so very much,
He had communicated with him often before they lost touch.
.
Dad after joining the Navy.
.
.
.
..
When I got old enough to understand what Dad was saying,
He didn’t talk much about Dean when his thoughts he was relaying,
As old memories from his younger days must have caused misery,
As to why he lost his only brother Dean at a young age in history.
.
.
.
..
.
By Bill
.
.
Thanks for reading Dad and Dean,
Bill