We couldn’t have had any idea, at that age, what we must have been doing to the poor guy. Jenny was six months younger than I was, and was Uncle James’ daughter. ![]() My cousin Jenny and I always seemed to fight over his lap, over who would get which leg, or who would get to bounce on one leg while the other one got to sit in the center. Several times a week and always on Fridays and Saturdays, I would get to visit with my cousin and Uncle James. He traveled for his company a lot, and Uncle James would bring his family to our house to help keep an eye on things. A square jaw and prominent cheek bones gave him a very masculine, manly appearance.My father was away from home quite a bit, working. ![]() Like my father, he had dark hair and light blue eyes. My Uncle James always seemed like a terribly handsome man to me.
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