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Show CORA LEE JOHNSON MARCH 6, 2002 Thistle and we were living here and had moved here from December until that next summer and he had spent a lot of time with us. They said they had him at the mortuary, Mitchell Mortuary in Helper, Utah. He had black trousers on and both his knees were dusty where he'd hit the floor. So the Wheeler Mortuary, up on the corner, they went and got his body but Daddy and Mother and Roy and his wife and I went over. And they gave us what he had in his pocket. But his money was gone. That's when he'd gone to Helper, got his pension check, but it was gone. His wristwatch was gone and in his pocket he had two handkerchiefs. I had quite a handkerchief collection, over 500, since I was fourteen years old. Hal sent me handkerchiefs from all over. Sent me one, a beautiful white one, it was in a little sack. I know it was for me. The other one was a red figured one he'd bought, just a novelty handkerchief. And he purchased them at J.C. Penney's. They were in his pockets and a little pair of cuticle scissors. BEC: COR: BEC: COR: Those were the only things that were still in his pockets? Uh-huh. That's a shame. Yeah. So anyway, he came here and his comrades, the ones he had in National Guard, course, they were all the pallbearers and things like that. That was the sad part. He and my brother, Frank, was close. They were close in a lot of ways. Frank was a much calmer, more serious, more calmer and he cared a lot about his education. He was always taking correspondence course and all like that. Hal was more of a-he liked to have fun and, yes, he did drink. Yeah, he did. But he was a good brother. Good brother. All of my brothers are. And my sister. I have one sister left. She's sixteen months younger than I. 51 |
