My uncle, who I wrote about here, died this week. Although I haven’t seen him for several years, I will always appreciate the tender kindnesses he showed us when we were little. One time when we had been without food for a while, he came into town to see us. He brought a jar of peaches with him, and we practically inhaled it.
He asked, “Are you hungry?”
“I don’t know,” I replied. I didn’t want to appear greedy, but of course I was hungry. He took us all out and bought us hamburgers. He believed that if a child was being naughty, the child needed sleep, food, or attention. If you gave the child what he/she needed, the child would be content.
Thank you, Uncle Lee, for your gentle kindness.
3 comments:
Sounds like a sweet man. It's too bad there were so few safety nets for kids back then- and there are few enough now although things have gotten better. My own cousin dumpster dove for food. My Aunt's pride was more important than her children's health. Sad. I'm so sorry for all you endured but glad you had some bright spots too!
The world needs more Uncle Lees. I am sorry for your loss.
Oh, I love that man. You had told me about the hamburgers before, but hearing it again still makes me cry. I will miss him too. Love you Mom.
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