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Show Doris N. Guss 7-9-84 Side 2, p 8 badly about it, go down and visit with them. But don't begrudge him." And that drew me to his parents even more. And that's the way our life was. We were very, very close. We didn't have to say very much to one another but our thoughts were so much alike and our thinking and with our children in every way. He never had a harsh word and then when my mother passed away. She left two sisters. One I had lost right after I was married from a heart condition, so the two, the youngest and the middle sister, we took into our home and raised them. One was sixteen and one was eleven. It wasn't easy. It wasn't easy because we had at that time, we had three of our own. And the two. And millionaires we never were. You know, it was what he made from buying and selling a cow. And if I ever got disturbed because my sisters weren't pitching in and helping and I'd say, "Why don't you say something to them." And he'd say, "Doris, don't ask me to do that. They're your sisters. If I say something to them, they'll get angry and they'll feel hurt, that I've hurt their feelings. But if you say something to them, they may get hurt but they'll never be angry with you. They'll forget it. Don't put me in the position of the bad person." Even to his own children, never did he reprimand them. Never. We would talk to them even to our son when he was, oh, I think he was seventeen years old and we were sitting here at the table and for the first time I don't remember in years we were discussing something and maybe our voices got loud between Sam and myself and we were all sitting at the table. And I guess it got louder than it should have, because we were never, we never did shout at one another and he got up from the table and he said, "Now, don't be upset, mother and dad. When you |
