More on Elwin
I talked to my grandma today, and mentioned that I had been reading Elwin's autograph book, enjoying Aunt Hellen's recommendation in particular.
"I don't think he took that advice," laughed grandma.
"No?"
"No, I think his mother washed his mouth out with soap several times." We both giggled. I tried to imagine German great great grandma Louisa shoving a big homemade bar of soap into Elwin's mouth.
"It's funny," mused grandma, "Elwin didn't swear til he moved into town." (My grandfather's family squatted in a godawful godforsaken piece of land so far out of town that a trip in was a semi-annual event. Maybe.) "Then, he started hanging out at the pool hall and took up swearing."
Well, that'll do it.
(M, will you be mad if I say you bear a vague resemblance to Elwin?)
1 Comments:
I love the picture! Thanks for putting a face to Elwin.
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