Lewis Findley Sr. ... July 1. 1937- January 12, 2007
I still remember Susie calling the house, Susie, that's daddys brothers daughter, she still calls momma aunt libby all those years after the divorce.....tears filling her brown eyes, " aunt libby uncle Luke's dead." Susie was nearly inconsolable, daddy and uncle crum ( or elvyn) were near inseparable for so many years. Momma said " hon calm down, tell me what happened" ..." uncle Luke had lung cancer. We begged and pleaded with him to quit smoking. Aunt libby I'm so sorry. " Susie cried " no sweetheart you did the right thing. I appreciciate your call." And mom had to tell me this after I had just wished him happy new year across the web. I had to go back with THIS tragic news.
Fortunately I had a good support system. And I still see one of daddys old friends from the old country ( Collins Georgia) once in a while. We had a chat, and we was all straight on some issues, and some bad ones, between daddy and me, everything's all right papa. Happy 80th birthday in Heaven. See you soon
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
It's almost Christmas. Lynn Basil is writing her last book about a secret entrance into the magical doll land of Sha Bebe that she loves so much. Bagannos have taken over the world! Lynn finally meets her dolls in real life. Can she write in a Secret
