STAYING ALIVE…#436

This is my daddy. It all started with these two…Ruth and Roy Johnson. First Roy worked as a water boy on the rails in Alabama. When he was a bit older, he work laying those rails. He then wanted to be the free spirit that he was, he road the rail as a “hobo”. He left me with many memories in the stories he told of his life as a hobo. He continued to be a free spirit when he begin to run “moonshine” whiskey from Birmingham, Alabama to Chicago, Illinois. After getting his vehicle shot up, and escaping the Tennessee law enforcement he went to Morgan County, Alabama to help farm. All this while he held onto a dream of playing baseball. The Birmingham Black Bears was going to give him a try-out in the spring of 1932, he was prepared to leave the farm and go on the road with the Black Bears. He came from a family of “Nomads” of the times. Born into a Native American family who had lost all they had to the white man. He would be twenty years old before being recognized as a citizen of the country, and given the right to vote. He was 28 years old when he met my mother. His taste for a life of freedom was buried deep within him..

The woman in the picture is my mother. She was nineteen years old. The oldest of nine children she too dreamed of freedom. She was to her family an unpaid field hand, housekeeper, baby sitter, and when all of her dreams came crashing down, she had to get away. She met my daddy in the spring of 1932. In February 1933 my sister was born. She, my sister became the only thing she cared about or loved. She did not want any more children. Six years later I was born, a burden, a yoke around my mother’s neck. True to her word, she gave me away at the age of one day. I returned to my daddy when I was 3 years old. My mother by this time had established her own world surrounding my sister, and getting away from farming. She accomplished that, and to her word her love never went beyond my sister.

ALL ARE GONE NOW, MY SISTER AND MY PARENTS I HOPE THEY WERE THANKFUL FOR THE LIVES THEY WERE GIVEN TO LIVE.

MY LIFE IN PICTURES…I AM SO THANKFUL THAT GOD HAS GIVEN ME A LONG LIFE TO EXPERIENCE THE WORLD THROUGH MY EYES AND HEART. LOVE THOSE THAT CARE FOR YOU, AND BE MINDFUL OF THOSE WHO NEED TO BE LOVED.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE. E.

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