I remember a happy afternoon in the spring of 1948 when my brother Cleo and his future brother-in-law, Sherrill, were together at our house. I cannot recall why we were there, but I do remember it was close to high school graduation. On this afternoon, I was particularly focused on my brother because he seemed to be in an unusually good mood. He and Sherrill were very smart students and were to be the salutatorian (Cleo) and valedictorian (Sherrill) of their graduating class. Both were looking forward to being honored, I think.
Continue reading “Cleo’s honor”
Memories about my family