|Me and Uncle Joe at the Lodge. Addie had Joe hold my |
hand so I wouldn't fall off the side of the mountain.
Addie and Joe had no children of their own, so Addie was like a second Mama to all the Yates kids. Addie was one of the sweetest people you would ever meet, but she had one drawback - she was a worrier. She worried about whether or not we were warm enough, or cool enough, or worried that we might get sick from something we ate. Right now, she was worried about my eyes. There we would be, on top of that mountain, that much closer to the sun. But there would be no retinal damage on young Billy. Joe, give him your sunglasses.
|Uncle Joe and me riding the train.|