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Memory Monday-Aunt Virgie

Memory Monday-It’s a thing…

I love my rather large, extended family. Besides my mom and grandmother, there is a host of aunts, uncles, cousins, cousins, cousins, and more cousins.

My grandmother was one of nine children and I spent time with most of them. Her sister, Virgie, had a series of strokes that made it difficult for her to walk and paralyzed her left arm. One of Virgie’s sons suffered a brain aneurysm and was in the local Veteran’s Affairs Hospital. Once a month, I would pick her up and take her to see her son, take her out to eat, and anywhere else she wanted to go. While she could get around well with a cane, she also had a wheelchair for outings so she didn’t have to walk as much. The wheelchair fit in the trunk of my car.

Sometimes my mom would go with me when I took Aunt Virgie out. One day, Mom and I picked Virgie up to take her out. I was driving toward the hospital with Aunt Virgie in the front passenger seat and Mom in the back seat. I turned on the radio and tuned it to a country station thinking it would be a nice compromise for all of us. Aunt Virgie sat in the car looking out the window and I wondered if she felt all right. Most of the time she chattered away about anything and everything.

The song on the radio went off, she said, “That was a pretty song.”

“Yeah? Did you like that one?” I don’t remember what the song was at this point.

“Marsha, do you know why people had such large families back when I was born?”

“No. Why?” I asked expecting to hear something like people had large families to help with the farms or something.

“We didn’t have TV and radio back then so all people did was screw.”

I laughed so hard I had to pull the car over and stop until I could regain my composure. Mom and I were both laughing so hard we were crying and all the while, Aunt Virgie sat that looking at us like we were crazy. She saw nothing funny about what she said since to her that statement was a matter of fact.

To this day, that is one of my most favorite memories of her. That was the Aunt Virgie I knew and loved. Go watch TV or listen to the radio now and stop screwing!

 

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Aunt Virgie 1921-2002

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About Marsha Blevins, Author

Marsha Blevins lives in West Virginia with her boyfriend and six fur-children. She earned her B.A. in English with a concentration on writing from Marshall University. Two of her short stories and several poems were published in the university’s literary magazine, Et Cetera. She is an active member of the writing group Wicked Wordsmiths of the West and WV Writers. Follow her at www.marbleswords.com on Facebook at www.facebook.com/marbleswords, on Twitter @marbleswords.

One response

  1. That was a great memory! Gave me a much needed chuckle and my brain a much needed reprieve from homework. Love it!

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