My Aunt Edith
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Edith was my grandmothers sister from the family of Page,
That looked a lot like Grandma Lucy back in those days.
I saw Aunt Edith each summer at our annual reunion,
In Sulphur Springs, Arkansas, on our yearly vacation.
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My Aunt Edith
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My Aunt Edith lived next door to Lucy, my Grandmother,
In the small town of Sulphur Springs that was like no other.
She lived next door with a vacant lot there in between,
That was most often full of tall weeds there to be seen.
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.Uncle George, Aunt Edith, Granddad Frank, and Grandmother Lucy
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Aunt Edith looked a lot like Lucy back in those days,
I could tell they were like each other in very many ways.
The clothes they wore were very similar to each other.
In fact, often it was hard to tell them from one another.
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Aunt Edith worked at the Post Office in town many years,
So she knew all of the 500 good people that lived there.
I walked to town to get Lucy’s mail for something to do,
And I always said hello to Edith while passing on through.
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Are you working today Aunt Edith?
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In the 11 years I knew her, Aunt Edith drove the same car.
It was a 1952 Blue Dodge Cranbrook she drove so far.
My grandparents didn’t drive or even own a car at all.
So Aunt Edith hauled them around if they needed to travel.
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I drove a 1952 Dodge with fluid drive very similar Aunt Edith’s when I was 19.
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I remember a trip where Aunt Edith drove all the crew,
Including Lucy, Mom, me, and my sister, JerrylDine, too.
When we went to Joplin, Missouri, to spend the day,
Driving on streets of red brick, shopping along the way.
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i loved those red brick roads in Joplin..
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Aunt Edith and Lucy walked to the church every Sunday,
The Methodist church was up the street 1/2 block away.
Sometimes I went along when we were there on our stay,
Just to see them dressed up in their best while they pray.
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What a nice small town church my Aunt Edith and Grandmother Lucy attended.
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Aunt Edith was married to George, a very good man.
Who gave me his old bamboo fly rod and reel back then.
I loved the rod he gave to me that I learned to fly fish with.
Using those skills very often until I got too old to fly fish.
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I was so proud of that old bamboo fly rod my Uncle George gave me.
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There was an old swing on Aunt Edith’s porch at her home,
Where we kids sat swinging often when she was gone.
We told stories and told jokes with the kids on the block,
Happily swinging there until my Aunt Edith got back.
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.just a Swungin‘
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In Aunt Edith’s back yard, there was a very large old tree,
In great demand as it was a Black Walnut tree, you see.
Edith told me a Japanese company offered her big bucks,
To sell them that tree to cut up to build furniture so deluxe.
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.Sell that tree for $10,000, never!
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Out in the back behind her house, Edith grew a garden,
She had a green thumb, and grew good stuff therein.
She often brought us Kentucky Wonder Green Beans,
And turnips with greens over for us to eat she had cleaned.
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Yummy lots of good things in Aunt Edith’s garden
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By Bill
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Thanks for reading My Aunt Edith,
Bill