My grandmother Moore had three children, one girl Margaret and two sons, William Moore which was my father and David Moore which would be my uncle. David Moore, which as I said before was my uncle married a woman named Violet.
Now to tell the story where you'd understand things, I'd have to tell you a little about their personalities. My uncle David was a fun-loving energetic person. He had a kind heart, at least to me he did. I remember uncle David, when he would come to visit He would let me drive his car from my grandmother Moore's house around the block to Aunt Margaret's home. I remember I almost ran into a ditch that was about 3 feet deep. I came so close, and thought surely uncle David would be very upset. He just grinned and said very good save. I'll never forget him. Nor the way he treated me with such loving kindness.
Now Aunt Violet, she was a kind of hateful person to get along with. Even as a child I observed that. She always had greasy cold cream on her face at all times. She did that to keep the wrinkles away. She exercised on a exercise bicycle many hours during the day. You see, she was much older than my uncle David.
Surprise, surprise, I'll never forget one day when we went to visit uncle David. Grandmother Moore went to the house to stay with Violet, but left me at the Dairy Queen where my uncle David worked. The girls at work in the Dairy Queen took me under their arm, and gave me ice cream, and those chocolate cookies that go on ice cream sandwiches. That was a day to remember, but not only for all the goodies. It was that day that I walked in the back room and saw my uncle David kissing one of the employees. I kept my mouth shut, I never uttered a word to anyone, including my grandmother. Not too many months had passed when I heard that uncle David and taken off the California with that same employee. I never saw uncle David again.
Aunt Violet believe it or not, came to stay with us at grandmother Moore's. All day long I'd hear the sound of Hank Snow singing married by the Bible divorced by the law. I heard it so much that I remembered every word in the song. After around six months aunt violet got herself straight and moved back to Raleigh to her home. I'm sure that she had a hard time, but I understand she remarried and lived the rest of her life happy. And that's a good thing. As I listen to Hank Snow sang that song, married by the Bible divorced by the law, I wonder what aunt Violet would've thought about all the divorces this day and age.
Until next time, God bless and God save, and may you all have a wonderful day.