Mama (c. 1946)Why they left the café and moved back to Lake Charles, I never knew. But, Granddaddy open a bar close to the West Fork River. During the day, he worked at Olin Matheson, at night he tended the bar, every morning and on weekends he ran his trout lines. If the weather was bad, he found a corner somewhere and sat mending his fish nets.
Not long after they arrived in Louisiana, Mama ran away. Granddaddy found her and brought her back on a Greyhound bus.
Mama never told me that story, but she never told me anything about her life before she met Daddy. If she ran away (and I believe she did), it was one of only three times I ever heard her complain. And it would explain the worry building in Granny's heart.
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