My handicapped brother's name was Benjamin. Our parents, Frans Baker and Goldie Stone, met when they were 16 years old. The year was 1934 and it was love at first sight. My Father told me when he saw my mother for the first time across the room at that dance his thought was, "That's the girl I'm going to Mary". My mother told me once she met my Father she didn't want to go out with anyone else. Mom lived way up in the hills in Clarkston Washington. Dad lived in Lewiston Idaho. My Dad drove his Dad's model "A" car up the long and steep hill every weekend to date my Mother.
They went to movies and dances every weekend she told me and she said they had so much fun together. My Grandmother, my Mother's Mother did not like my Mother's boyfriend, Frans because he was a farm boy. My grandmother wanted someone with more education for her daughter.
Dad joined the Air Force.
Those days were before modern communication technology we have now so months went by with no word from my Father.
I will continue next time and may the blessings of your handicapped sibling add to your life.
I might add here, that along with our unique struggles, we also have unique blessings that come from life with our dear handicapped brother or sister. I want to address those, too at a later date. Please share with us here on this blog some of your blessings because of your sibling.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
When Our Parents Met
Posted by A Sibling at 2:02 AM
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