Okay, now here’s a good example of my work ethic. Here I am in 1981 working away at the dishes. I’m sure I cooked something delicious. (And I’m pretty sure that the apron does not say something about “kissing the cook.”) On the right are two sisters, Cynthia and Madeline. They got to have all the fun. Anyone have any ideas about when this was taken or who the woman is in the photo?
Family
Old Family Photos: Who Is Having the Party in Octagon?
Another Step in a Long Journey
I wanted everyone to know that after two LONG and grueling days of extremely difficult to hear testimony complete with extraordinary lies and even the crocodile tears of false remorse from the defendant (at the coaching of an unscrupulous defense attorney) coupled with a very well done prosecution from District Attorney Greg Griggers of Marengo County, it took the jury all of 5 minutes to convict the man that murdered my mother of the charge the D.A. was after: a conviction of murder. Hearing the jury foreman read the verdict around 5:30 p.m. last night (Friday) was such a relief after sitting in the courtroom hearing things that a son, a daughter or even a complete stranger should never have to hear or experience. It was obvious all along that there really couldn’t be any other conclusion, but you just never know.
Unbelievable that people could put families through such crap for what really was a foregone conclusion at the start, but thank God that the jury could see through the obvious lies and attempts to lessen the evil that exists in some people. We still don’t know what the actual sentence will be in terms of years–that will come later, around Thanksgiving, when each of us has an opportunity to provide an impact statement. (I’m hoping, of course, for the maximum, and that could keep the guy in jail until he dies, I think.) But a murder conviction is the most that we could ask for, so a weight has been lifted off my shoulders somewhat and I’m hopeful that things can get back to some semblance of normalcy for me for the first time in 18 months.
Thank you all for your prayers and thoughts and positive energy and for just being there to listen. And for those of you who didn’t know about my Mama, you missed an opportunity to know a very special person–but don’t worry, I’ve got some plans to go into her history in some more detail in the future.
A Really Rough Week Coming: Positive Thoughts Please
I talk about Mama often here. One of the things I’m most proud of is the Mother’s Day tribute I wrote.
Some of my most treasured things are the photos and video I have of Mama.
Positive thoughts, please.
Uncle Lauren: Old Time Travel and Adventure
Below, my Uncle Lauren (actually Great Uncle) poses in front of Pike’s Peak, along with a large number of Skinner family members. Imagine traveling out west in that one car with all those people! Uncle Lauren continued to travel much longer than his ability to drive safely (I think he grew up when his was the only car on the road and he sort of couldn’t understand that he needed to be concerned about other cars). (Uncle Lauren was uncle to my father–Clark Watts.)
Family Photos: Memories from Old Time Octagon
Three photos from Octagon, Alabama. These must have been taken in the early 1950’s? In the first photo is Papa (A.A. Hinson) and his wife (my grandparents). In photo 2 is one of their children, though I’m not certain who (help?) and in the final photo is Clark Watts with dog. (As is usually the case, just click the image for a larger version. I try to upload photos that are large enough to get a decent 4×6 print out of.)