My Uncle Cecil barely had an eighth grade education, but he could have taught today’s teachers a thing or two about self-esteem and standing up for who you are in the world. For sixty-three years he was married to Aunt Birdie, and from all accounts during that time never uttered anything but praise and love for her despite the facts that she had partially blinded him and almost financially ruined him. When he spoke of Aunt Birdie, it was with the utmost respect and appreciation for her as his wife, and he was quick to come to her defense if anyone ever …show more content…
You see, Aunt Birdie loved chewing gum, and when I was a kid, I loved to visit her for that very reason. She didn’t have a single tooth in her head, so when she pulled out a piece of chewing gum, which she did quite regularly, she would unwrap it, and hand it to me to get it started for her. Once I got it started she would take it from me and gum munch it for the rest of the day and occasionally attempt to blow a bubble, which is what ultimately got her into trouble. One day while trying to blow a bubble and not having any teeth to help hold the gum in place, she puckered up and spit a gum ball halfway across the room. It hit Uncle Cecil square in the right eye. He yelled and screamed and staggered around the room like a blind dog in a meat market. He was blind in that eye until the day he died. Mama was so afraid that he was going to kill Aunt Birdie that she stayed over with her and Uncle Cecil for a solid week. That meant my sisters and I had to eat my Daddy’s cooking of skillet fried steak, grits, eggs, and bacon at every meal. I almost wished Mama had stayed another