Daddy liked to tell us about a doll his brother Harvey had when he was still quite little. Harve wanted to sell the doll . He took it by the leg and walked up the street calling, "Doll for sale. Who wants to buy a doll? Doll for sale...... Ain't got no head."
Another day Grandmother Jackman sat on her front porch at the end of the day watching cars drive by. At the time cars were a bit of a novelty, they would have been called 'automobiles' I suppose. Grandmother was a bit awed at the heavy traffic on the street. "I've seen four automobiles drive past today," she exclaimed. "Four!!"
Daddy said he only had one birthday cake in his young life. Later on in life,he acquired a step-sister, Myrtle. She is the one who made him that cake for his birthday. He never forgot it, and his eyes always took on a happy shine when he told us about it.
THE OCEAN, THE MUSIC, YOUR SOUL
August 18, 2008
IT WASN'T EASY
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It wasn't easy for the boys. Their father, John, worked hard to care for them. Eventually he married Mrs. Egan, who had children of her own, hoping to merge the two families so they could help care for each other. I don't know how long this marriage of convenience lasted. This woman was always referred to as "Mrs. Egan" and no names of the children were ever mentioned, so there's not much doubt that it was only a 'marriage of convenience". But maybe it wasn't so convenient afterall. Eventually, it was dissolved and each family went on it's own way.
Daddy referred to his life with his brothers as 'batchin' it'.....living like batchelors. Sherman was the oldest so he was in charge of the others, basically, although we can only guess at how that went, but they were loyal to each other and did the best the could to get along in life. They did graduate from high school, an admirable accomplishment, considering that was probably a lot like swimming upstream. All four men married in the temple and lived their religion. They were solid citizens with good families. They worked hard through life and improved themselves admirably. My father was a prince.
Daddy referred to his life with his brothers as 'batchin' it'.....living like batchelors. Sherman was the oldest so he was in charge of the others, basically, although we can only guess at how that went, but they were loyal to each other and did the best the could to get along in life. They did graduate from high school, an admirable accomplishment, considering that was probably a lot like swimming upstream. All four men married in the temple and lived their religion. They were solid citizens with good families. They worked hard through life and improved themselves admirably. My father was a prince.
DADDY'S MOTHER - AMY DIANTHA JACKMAN
ROBERT WELLS DEAN
The third baby born to
John Henry Beamer Dean
and
Amy Diantha Jackman
Daddy had three brothers and one little sister. When this baby was born, Amy, the mother had toxic poisoning that plagues pregnant women sometimes and his mother didn't survive the birth. Tiny little Amy was adopted to her Aunt Gladys. Daddy told me that his mother knew she would die in childbirth. He remembers a time when the boys were riding with their mother and dad hearing her say to her husband, "John..keep the boys together, John."
Daddy had a lot of love for his mother. She died when he was just seven years old but the memories he did have, he treasured. He remembered her brushing her hair in the dark so the static from it would make sparks for them to see. He remembered her singing throughout the day. The Deans have all had a love for music and singing, perhaps coming from their mother.
Daddy had a dream about his mother when he was very young that he never forgot. He told me about that dream several times. It took place in their kitchen. Amy was sitting on John's lap when Bob came into the room. She looked at her little boy and said to him, "Be a good boy. Go to school." Because in real life, Amy died soon after, Daddy always saw this dream as an admonition to be good always and do his best, interpreting "school" as meaning this lifetime. He carried that dream with him just like you'd carry a photograph in your pocket. No doubt it got him through some challenging times and rough spots. Daddy always spoke softly and gently about his mother.
The third baby born to
John Henry Beamer Dean
and
Amy Diantha Jackman
Daddy had three brothers and one little sister. When this baby was born, Amy, the mother had toxic poisoning that plagues pregnant women sometimes and his mother didn't survive the birth. Tiny little Amy was adopted to her Aunt Gladys. Daddy told me that his mother knew she would die in childbirth. He remembers a time when the boys were riding with their mother and dad hearing her say to her husband, "John..keep the boys together, John."
Daddy had a lot of love for his mother. She died when he was just seven years old but the memories he did have, he treasured. He remembered her brushing her hair in the dark so the static from it would make sparks for them to see. He remembered her singing throughout the day. The Deans have all had a love for music and singing, perhaps coming from their mother.
Daddy had a dream about his mother when he was very young that he never forgot. He told me about that dream several times. It took place in their kitchen. Amy was sitting on John's lap when Bob came into the room. She looked at her little boy and said to him, "Be a good boy. Go to school." Because in real life, Amy died soon after, Daddy always saw this dream as an admonition to be good always and do his best, interpreting "school" as meaning this lifetime. He carried that dream with him just like you'd carry a photograph in your pocket. No doubt it got him through some challenging times and rough spots. Daddy always spoke softly and gently about his mother.
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