Then came Lena, and then James the first son who died when he was a week old. My parents were so hurt. I saw my father cry that day. I was 13, and me and Patty attend the grave side funeral with our parents. My brother is bury on top of my grandfather because times were hard back then and money was hard to come by.
Then came Harry the next son who we all spoiled very badly, I was also to blame, but then it got old. lol Then came the last one the baby Amy I was like 16 when she came around and she was my favorite, still is. We have became very close over the years I guess I am like the mom she dose not have.