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GRAND KIDS GO TO TEXAS


                           We had gone to David Beck's wedding in Kingwood, Texas.  Warren and Nan,
                    Natalie, 6 or 7, Ricky, Karol, Abbie Kay, 3  or 4, and Lydia 9 or 10 months , me and
                    Lamar.
                           Lamar had been to this Mexican store one time that had everything.  All kinds of
                    fruit, vegetables, toys, you name it they had it.  Lamar had bought the girls jumping beans
                    and toys from another trip.  This time Lamar couldn't wait to take the girls to this store.
                    He thought that it would be a good baby sitting job.  We loaded the two girls and baby up
                    and away we went to the other side of Houston  After we had Lydia fixed in the stroller,
                    we went in the store.  Lamar has always been fascinated with all the fruits, and vegetables
                    and produce from all over the world.  Lamar said you take the girls and baby to the toys
                    and let them buy anything they want.  I stopped to fix Lydia in the stroller and told Natalie
                    and Abbie Kay the toys are right next to me, you go over and be looking at the toys, I'll be
                    right there.  I saw Natalie and Abbie Kay standing real close together, not moving and in
                    deep conversation.  When I reached the girls, Abbie Kay said "Grandmother, these people
                    don't look or talk like us, and it is more of them than it is of us.  Lets get out of here !"














                                                  LYDIA'S OBSERVATION

                            One morning when Lydia was three or four, Lamar and I wanted to go to Papa
                    Beck's old house to get some lumber from the old kitchen that James said that we could
                     have.  We put Lydia in the truck and away we went.  We put the lumber in the truck.
                     Lydia had gotten out of the truck, but would not move from it.  I  noticed that she kept
                     looking at the old house that was about to fall down with a scarry look.  I said to Lamar
                     that I saw a sprout coming from the pomegranate brush and I wanted it.  Lamar dug it up
                     for me and when I got home I planted the little bush, telling Lydia that it would make a
                     pomegranate tree.  Did not tell the child that the old house belonged to her great, great
                     grand parents, and James Beck now owned the house and said that we could get these
                     things.  The next year Lydia and I were out in the yard looking at my plants.  Lydia turned
                     around looked at me and asked "Where is that tree that you stolded?"


















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