Monday, July 8, 2013

A true gentle giant

For some reason I got this on my mind tonight.

My Uncle Lavert,big,so tall he had to duck his head when walking through door passage ways.Policeman years ago in Roanoke,Alabama.Deep deep voice.A man's man as they say.

My Aunt Myrtle,Daddy's sister,small quiet woman.I remember she always had hot water on the stove and a jar of instant coffee close by.

Daddy and Uncle Lavert I heard as the story goes had been drinking.Okay maybe the word is drunk.

Aunt Myrtle didn't take to kindly of Uncle Lavert drinking.

Aunt Myrtle took a swing at Uncle Lavert popping him upside the head.

Uncle Lavert always had a way with words and as I remember the story as I heard it from Momma he looked stunned and all he could muster out of his mouth was"Ms Myrtle why did you do that?".

Uncle Lavert that Hoss Cartwright sized of a man always called her Ms Myrtle.

A true gentle giant.