I’m terribly sorry, but I got tied up today and I wasn’t able to review the little Murdo Girl’s paper. Since she didn’t write yesterday, I decided to take a chance. I hope it’s at least a little interesting.
Do you want to know the real reason I couldn’t write yesterday?
I probably shouldn’t tell about this, but a girl threw up in school Friday. When I saw it happen, I got so sick, I had to go home. I would rather bleed to death than see someone get sick. I’m really thinking of not having kids when I grow up, because if they get sick like that, I’ll have to clean it up.
Wait a minute. I thought of something. Once, when I was at Grandpa & Grandma’s house, Grandma cut her hand with a knife. It was deep, and it was bleeding. Grandpa told me to stay with Grandma while he went to get Doctor Murphy. Well, I couldn’t do that. I ran outside and jumped in Grandpa’s car as he was backing out of the driveway. We left Grandma by herself, sitting in a chair with her hand wrapped. Doctor Murphy followed us back to the house and Grandma was still sitting in the chair. Her cut was a lot deeper than mine was the day I called Aunt Emily. We had to take Grandma to Doctor Murphy’s office uptown to get stitches. I didn’t get in trouble for not staying with Grandma, but now I’m sorry I panicked and ran. The point is, I don’t like blood either.
Did I tell you about the time I got hit by a car? Mom had dropped me off at Fern’s Cafe to get a hamburger, and I was walking back to the motel. I was about to cross Main St., by the Standard Gas Station. Bill Curt and his wife Evelyn were there getting gas. When they said hello to me, I started to walk backwards so I could say hi back, and still keep going. Well, that’s when I got hit. I don’t remember much about it, but I do remember our sheriff, Ben Arnet, saying “Billy, Billy, can you hear me?” He has always called me Billy for some reason. Someone called the motel and told Mom I was hit. Guess what she did? She jumped in a tourist’s car and made him drive her to the scene of the accident.
Uncle Jeff, Mom, Bill Curt, Harold Peck
Anyway, my sacroiliac was injured. Doctor Murphy thought I would never be able to be a cheerleader, or run and jump very well. I also got a big gash in my side and had to get stitches.
In about a week I could walk again and my side healed. I have a scar, but Doctor Murphy got the insurance to pay for everything, plus, we got $500.00 in case I want to be a model someday and wear a bikini. I will have to have plastic surgery on my side, you see. The man who hit me really felt bad about it. It must have scared him half to death. He sent me a really pretty scarf and a card. I felt bad for him too, because I turned my back to the street, which you should never do.
When Billy was only seven, he was in a bad accident with Grandma and Grandpa Sanderson. They were on the way to the cabin, and they hit a tractor that was going across the highway. Grandpa couldn’t see the tractor because the driver didn’t have any lights, and it was dark. Billy was thrown into the windshield. He hit it so hard, it broke the glass. He was badly hurt. They had to put a plate in his broken leg. He had a cast on one leg, halfway down the other one, and up to his chest.
Dad at Grandpa and Grandma’s 50th Anniversary
Mom said they had a hard time keeping Billy from being bored. They invited his friends over, but there wasn’t much to do, so they didn’t stay very long. Dad got a creeper that men use to get underneath cars, when they work on them. He thought Billy could get around a little rolling around on it. He also got him a hammer and some nails and let him play with those. One day a friend of Dad’s was there, and they were watching Billy pound nails into the woodwork. The guy told Dad that it looked like it might be kind of expensive to let Billy do that. Dad said, “No, because I get the nails wholesale.”
Grandma and Grandpa Sanderson, and Grandpa blowing out birthday candles at the cabin.
I forgot to mention that both Grandma and Grandpa had broken arms, and other injuries. I don’t think the tractor driver was hurt, but I don’t know for sure. I’m just going by what people have told me, because I wasn’t even born yet.
I think these are the only times so far that our family has been hurt… Except when Billy and Grandpa and Grandma were in the hospital in Rapid City, we have used Dr. Murphy.
P.S. My cousin Valerie said Grandma had a broken leg too, and I know Grandpa’s arm didn’t heal right. He wears a leather brace when it bothers him.There was a young girl in the car too, but I have to ask my brother who she was, and if she was hurt.