A FEW YEARS AGO, MY MOTHER PUT DOWN ON PAPER, STORIES OF HER AND BROTHER ALBERT’S CHILDHOOD.
I am going to write these in her words. She has told me some of these stories, and some I am reading for the first time. My mother and family did not have much growing up in a small town, but, they did have loving parents, good times and stories that will endure.
THIS PHOTO WAS TAKEN PRIOR TO RUBEN AND BLANCHE MARRYING
Our Dad worked at Charles Hough manufacturing Co, located at 1237 Liberty St, Franklin. He was a watchman and walked to work because he never drove. This was not too far, just down the hill and near town. Mr Art Beers lived on Sassafras St and worked with Daddy. Mr. Mays lived up near the railroad tracks and walked with him sometimes too. He worked 3:30PM until 11:00 PM. Monday through Thursday, and off on Friday. Then he worked Saturday and Sunday, 6:00-3:30.
Mom would sometimes let us take lunch to Daddy at work on Saturday or Sunday. She always put enough in for us. Albert and I would walk with him as he walked the plant. We ever rode the elevator with him. Sometimes, if Mr Hough was there, and he would treat us to a cold drink. We would stay with Daddy until it was time for him to walk home.