Those of you that read this regular series know that I am from Hackett, Arkansas, just a mile of so from the Oklahoma border, and just about 10 miles south of the Arkansas River. It was a redneck sort of place, and just zoom onto my previous posts to understand a bit about it.
Aunt Agnes was really my Great Aunt Agnes (my grandmum’s sister), born Agnes Roberts in the 1910s. She was the baby, although Ma outlived all of her siblings. Uncle Guy was a McBride, and a really nice fellow. I never heard anyone say anything bad about Uncle Guy.
They lived a few miles south of Hackett near James Fork creek, the only all weather running water nearby. They had a farm, and raised cattle and some truck.