To clear up some confusion, the Notebook passages posted on Throwback Thursday were written by my father and found by me after he passed away. They were his attempt to tell the family history. He was in his late 80s or early 90s when he wrote them. Today's chapter:
Cousin Louie well after both his parents deceased got my brother, Bobby to go see where he lived. And while they were there Louie got sick and was hospitalized. So a Sunday my brother went to a restaurant in town and probably the only one and made an order and the owner said to him you are new around here as I haven't seen you before this time. Bob explained he was with his cousin who got sick, etc. The owner told him that Uncle Louie and the family were wonderful people etc. and very well thought of and missed.
Uncle Vincent had talked him [ed: Louie, Sr] to move back to the Boston area where he would be close to his family on his retirement. He did and regretted this. He complained that he wasn't being visited by his family.
We blamed Uncle Vincent. We all had lives of our own and it was had to add visits.
Your mother was for visiting her parents every Sunday and holidays. It was a time when we also were in the process of doing things to improve our home.
Also, Uncle Vincent, while he meant well stuck his nose where it didn't belong.
Uncle Louie had set down roots in the town he lived in. He was loved and respected. He made a lot of friends and could go to the outskirts to visit with farmer friends and visit him.
Cousin Louie went to B,U. [ed: Boston University] and lived in Boston when at school. Uncle sent him $50.00 a week besides paying his tuition. He also studied to become a lawyer. Uncle Vincent had him come to the office for training. He was doing ok until Uncle assigned him to try a case at the Boston District Court. This caused him some problems with his stomach. He got nervous and told Uncle who turned the case over to me. and we both went to the court and have Cousin Louie sit in on the case. This was not for him and he went looking for a job and found one with a bank in the trust department.
Did I read that your father was a lawyer? Too bad that Uncle Vincent stuck his nose where it didn't belong.
ReplyDeleteYes, my dad was a lawyer. He apprenticed with Uncle Vincent for awhile and then went solo. Well, he had a partner. Seems Uncle Vincent was a control freak. Liked to be in charge of everyone and everything. As Dad said, Uncle meant well.
DeleteNice that your dad could remember Uncle Vincent in a kind way, considering.....
ReplyDeleteI'm sure he felt a familial obligation. Uncle Vincent gave Dad his first job when he graduated law school.
DeleteDoing some catch up. I enjoy your Thursday stories. Its amazing what a lot of people do to get where they got. :) Hugs-Erika
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