Wednesday, January 23, 2008
My Uncle Walter slept in the same room, in this bed, for over 65 years. It was never moved from the spot where it was placed. The bed was brought to the farm home in 1917 when the house was built. Uncle was just over six feet tall, and he slept on this twin-sized bed without a single complaint all those years.
I acquired the bed from the family silent auction after his death in 1993. He was 93 years young. He never married, instead he choose to stay and take care of the family farm and his widowed mother and handicapped brother. In the winter of his life I asked him if he had any regrets. He thought for a moment and said he missed not having a wife and children. But then, ever the diplomat, added, "instead, I have seven nieces and nephews that have brought me happiness."
I don't ever remember him being ill. He was incredibly active for his years. At 89, after surviving a 25-foot fall from a tree he was trimming with only a broken hip, he healed and continued his active farming life. At age 93, a tractor accident finally took his life.
A most noble man was he.