Addie-B
Arthur and Richard
My grandfather Richard again, a year or two older with his younger brother, Arthur (who has become rather infamous in the family over the years). He looks a good deal happier in this photo and it looks as if he might be wearing the same shirt that Franklin was wearing in the photo immediately before this one in my photostream.
Little Arthur, who is probably about one year old in this photo, was the only one of the three brothers who went to college (with the help of the GI bill). He worked for NASA in the 1950's and on and he ended up being pretty wealthy himself. He was married, divorced and remarried to the same woman two or three times throughout his life (the second marriage only lasted a few weeks) and he had a few other wives in between his intermittent marriages to his first wife. He was the kind of guy who had strong opinions and refused to waver from them even an inch. According to my mom, when she and her brothers and sisters were young, before every visit to uncle Art, their father (Richard) would hold up a piece of white paper of ask them what color it was. Naturally, they responded "white". then, he would ask "If Uncle Art says that it's black, what color is it?" and the children were expected to respond "black".
Even in his later years, Art always knew what he wanted. He once fired his entire staff of gardeners and housekeepers for his rather expansive house and property and resolved to do all the housework and gardening on his own because they "couldn't do it right". But, still, as hard as he was to get along with, he loved his family and my mother always talks of him fondly. He died of lung cancer on Christmas eve a few years back.
Arthur and Richard
My grandfather Richard again, a year or two older with his younger brother, Arthur (who has become rather infamous in the family over the years). He looks a good deal happier in this photo and it looks as if he might be wearing the same shirt that Franklin was wearing in the photo immediately before this one in my photostream.
Little Arthur, who is probably about one year old in this photo, was the only one of the three brothers who went to college (with the help of the GI bill). He worked for NASA in the 1950's and on and he ended up being pretty wealthy himself. He was married, divorced and remarried to the same woman two or three times throughout his life (the second marriage only lasted a few weeks) and he had a few other wives in between his intermittent marriages to his first wife. He was the kind of guy who had strong opinions and refused to waver from them even an inch. According to my mom, when she and her brothers and sisters were young, before every visit to uncle Art, their father (Richard) would hold up a piece of white paper of ask them what color it was. Naturally, they responded "white". then, he would ask "If Uncle Art says that it's black, what color is it?" and the children were expected to respond "black".
Even in his later years, Art always knew what he wanted. He once fired his entire staff of gardeners and housekeepers for his rather expansive house and property and resolved to do all the housework and gardening on his own because they "couldn't do it right". But, still, as hard as he was to get along with, he loved his family and my mother always talks of him fondly. He died of lung cancer on Christmas eve a few years back.