September 1957 — Bartley, West Virginia
One day my Dad and I went to visit Uncle Avery. As soon as Dad parked the car in front of his house I saw a big apple tree loaded with big yellow apples. I asked Dad if I could pick one.He replied " yes you can, he's my brother he won't mind." When I approached the tree and reached up to pick an apple Uncle Avery came out of his front door with a rifle in his hands. My Dad yelled " don't shoot Avery it's me your brother Rufus"!! I just stood there frozen for a few seconds till he lowered the rifle and I said " Uncle Avery can I have an apple?' He said " yes" and the apple was yummy. While my Dad and my Uncle chatted I could not help but notice lots of clocks every where I looked! On our trip home I asked my Dad "why did my Uncle have so many clocks?" Dad said " Avery fixes clocks for people; I don't think there has been any that he couldn't fix!" My brother Luther told me that after Uncle Avery served in the war that 2 government agents came to inform Uncle Avery that he was entitled to some money from the US government and Uncle Avery told them that he did not want it!! WOW! Imigane THAT!?!