bertsbasket of memories ( Hermine Carter ) on the caller id here in Oregon is a name hermine carter . she called me sat two weeks ago she wanted to talk to her friend berta and to ask if I would be home for the holidays . I was so glad to talk to her . I told her mena I am coming home in feb for a grandsons wedding in march . I will be at my home in roundo she was so glad the last time I was home I was sick an never saw her but once .we went by her house and bonnie left me to visit while bonnie . ran a few errands we drank coffee and talked about old times on that visit . . I remarked as I always did how beautiful her home . there by where she sat was a picture a picture of hermine and Robert carter on the wedding day in Germany she was a beautifull bride all in white and Robert so handsome . Robert died a few years back . the picture reminded me when I first met this frighten young woman from Germany many years ago . she told me when I remarked how lovely the picture that her late husband Robert would when he was sick catch her hand when she walked by with tears in his eyes nod toward the picture as Robert after his stoke had lost his voice . she said when Robert died she was content to stay in her home surrounded by their memories . but this story is about friends a life time of friendship that lasted over 50 years so heres my memory I wanted to write today . one day long ago in Cottageville sc mr Milton carter an old time friend that lived two houses down from us walked by our home . I was in the yard and he stopped and said Roberta Roberts sending his bride home next few weeks he got married in Germany . I said before Robert ? mr carter said yes it would take Robert a few weeks to get out the army on the way home to America . sure enough a few weeks later mr carter walking toward town . and this tall beautiful blonde walking with him . thery waved I said come meet berta and she and mr cater sat on my porch and talked a while .she was hermine . she was so shy looked so afraid . but when I mention Robert she smiled . it was a noisy meeting my kids running in and out so curious about the new lady .I invited her back any time . and she would walk up to our house and visit. mena as I called her soon loosen up . she was glad to have a new friend with my kids my husband Kermit are as she called him karmet . she really missed her family in germany .both her and Robert welcome in our home . the laughter we shared was of mutual friends we took her her first easter in America to Charleston and the streets there full of black ladies with their families all dressed up in white .kids in colorfull clothes with ribbons in their hair she had never seen so many black people as in Germany no blacks but a few servicemen . then she met ruthe mae Haynes a black lady in Cottageville ruthie had her hair wrapped in a silk stocking mena had never seen anyone like ruthie she adored ruthie with ruthie showing her where to hide extra money down her boobs in a rolled up hankerchief . we could laugh at that meeting for 50 years . it was a terrible hot summer the first summer mena in sc . we all headed to the river every chance we had . one day in our boat . mena kept saying I am so hot I am so hot and as we came back up to the camp sitting on the side boat I pushed her in the water I was right beside her she and I came up laughing she hugged me said berta I could have never stayed in America with out you and karmet . mena said i love u both part 1 of bertsbasket of memories hermine carter
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 20:20:33 +0000
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