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on the floor. That was when they lived in Minnesota before they came South.
If 1 could relive my life over when I was a girl at home I wouldn't do some of the things I did. Such as when I got married I left my daddy by himself in that big old house and he had bright's disease and heart trouble but I didn't seem to realize it then but I've thought of it many times since. A couple of other times I remember I told my father a fib to get to go to be with a young man I'd been going with and corresponding with for some time who was up at his sisters and was leaving to go back to Austin, Texas the next day. He wouldn't let this young man come to the house to see me because he didn't approve of some of the things he did. I had promised him I'd marry him when I became eighteen years old so he said he'd wait which he said two years would seem like an eternity. Well, any way every thing happened for the best as I got a good clean moral man for a husband and a good father for our children. I think the Lord always provides a way for the blind & ignorant.
Back on the first page where I was telling about the homes and places, I forgot about the big long building right by the main road which was used for a store and Post Office and later years it was cleaned out and used for a picture show. The man who owned the store there, his name was Hoffman but I don't remember his first name but I went to school with Edith and Clarence Hoffman, his daughter and son. They were a nice family. This was at Napoleon. The first time they had the picture show my daddy took me and when that big boat was coming right toward me, I got over as close to my daddy as I could, a train too, and that's all I can remember about the picture show. But I do remember how frightened I was.
The store and Post Office was only a skip and a hope from the Hoffman home so in later years it was occupied by different families. Uncle Johnnie Boyett and his family lived there for several years. His wife's name was Issabell but most people called her Aunt Bee and some called her Cricket (her nickname). They raised quite a large family. They had five girls and one boy, Ettie, Martha, Lela, Ola, Lova & Dan the son.
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