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Page 27 – “The Story of My Life” (cont.)

Isaac Spencer London Jr.

Holding up his "Catch" -- a fish an inch long, while on a week's outing at Bayview in August, 1946, with Mrs. Hurst, Mary Harriet, Payne and children. He was 5 feet, 11 inches, 185 poinds--a powerful physique. The above was snapped just 5 months before he died.

just a little tot and would swing on a pipe under the sink in the kitchen. Mother would always run me away and tell me not tc do it again. (Isaac Jr. was nearly 3 1/2 when his mother died).
When I was young I had a good time always. A gang of us boys lived in the same neigh-borhood and played together all the time. I remember that I was the leader of the gang and, boy, did we have a time. We had rock fights and everything (Ise to get hurt, but we never did.
The first four years of my life was spent in my back yard mostly and boy, did I have it fixed up? I had tree-houses and tunnels all along the back yard.
I can remember a long time ago when I was about five years old I was exploring my Grand-mother’s house and I found a gun in a drawer, so naturally I took it up to see if it was loaded and if it was, so much the better for me. I found that it was not and then I began to mess with it. I took it in to show Grandmother what I had found and when I did she tried to take it away from me so I ran over to my house and into one of my dug-outs. She came, as fast as she could behind me and all the time calling for our cook. When they found out where I was it was too late for I had the door locked and no one could get inside. Our cook (Aunt Pat) told me to come ou’ or that she would call my father. I finally consented and came out and surrendered to her, but only to escape into
another tree before she could get the gun away from me. This time she called my father and he came at once. When I saw him coming up the street I immediately came down from the tree and went up to him showing him what I had found. He took me into the house and made me giye up guns forever and I do mean MADE me,
When I was in the first grade I was the proudest thing you ever saw. But when I went to the second grade I was kept out most of the year for measles which I never had until 1943. That alone gave me a great push back for all of my friends had gone and left me. I soon overcame that feeling though. I can remember that in the first grade we had a train made of wood and we would play with it every spare moment that we had.
When I was about fourteen my Grandmother died and left me with my father to look after me. My Grandmother was one of the best mothers in the world, She looked after me to every extent and then some. She al-ways told me to come to her at any time if I wanted something, and she would get it if it was humanly possible.
My father is now a very im-portant man in Rocking-ham, for he is on the draft board and about seven other boards in our town. I take my hat off to you Mr. London, and to all like you. And to you Miss Finley, I take my hat off with the great-est of ease for you have done a wonderful job for us this year. Thanks for everything.

— Isaac Jr.


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