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Their son Andy used to visit
us frequently and every time he came my father greeted him with,
"Where's that bag of gold you're going to bring me?"
He always maintained that Uncle Gus had so many bags of gold stashed
away he could well afford to send one of them to his poor relatives in
Weston. Apparently Andy told Uncle Gus about this and Uncle
Gus gave him a little wooden container with a dozen shiny pennies in it,
and said, "Here — give this to Uncle Brent the next
time he asks for a bag of gold." It all worked perfectly and
the container and contents went on display in my father's curio cabinet
which pleased Andy no end.
Aunt Esther died in 1923 which was a great blow to all the family.
I was in Arizona when I heard the news and I had a hard time believing
such a thing was possible.
As far back as I could remember, her portrait as a very young
child, hung over the fireplace in my grandmother's dining room.
One day when I was there Uncle Gus came to call and he was hardly across
the threshold when my grandmother walked to the fireplace, took the
portrait off its hook and handed it to him.
"You must have this," she said, "because it will mean so much
to you and your children."
He thanked her then explained the main purpose of his visit
— to tell her that he was going to be remarried ! |