Uncle Jim, by Grama Louise

Casey Anthony

Megan Force, Stanley's grandaughter, works in the office for Justin Boots.

She said that they had even got tangled up in all the mess.

When the jurors were let go, they were overwhelmed with reporters and questions One of them happened to call the firm that handles publicity for Justin Boots.

They explained that they didn't know how to handle the reporters and publicity.

The big publicity firm said the person had got into this inocently. They just did their jury duty, and they would help them for free.

This association was made public some way.

The people started hate calls to the publicity firm. Justin Boots was a client of theirs. Their office is getting hate calls and threats.

Now Justin is getting lots of calls for 'hogging boots', shortened cowboy boots.

Last week, Megan measured Danica Patrick, the race car driver for a pair of Justins.

2014, Megan has Madison and has quit her good job to raise and love on her. They offered her a lot to stay. Maddie was more important.

2016, Maddie was on a playground. A boy her size, he must have made her mad. She knocked him down and got a'straddle of him. She was beating on him and she had her teeth barred.

Long ago- Stanley was working on a big job at Wichita Falls. It rained and the river rose, he was off work, no pay. He went to the job and moved their equiptment and supplies to higher ground. It kept raining, he moved it about three times. That 'time' was the only pay that he got during that rainey spell. He eventually had to move their trailer from it's space in a trailer park there, onto higher ground.

Stanley got a sliver of steel in his eye, the Doctor got it out and wanted Stanley to wear a patch on it 'for a few days.' That job was on the near east side of down town, Fort Worth, real close in. The next day Stanleys operator of a big crane that was setting on the railroad track, he turned the crane over.

The place was crawling with newspaper photographers and safety inspectors.

Stanley jerked that patch off. He didn't want them to see 'that one eyed foreman' that was running the job.

They built some big cement tanks over toward Dallas.The wooden forms needed to be removed. It wasn't Stanleys job but he started helping. He pull a big sheet of plywood off near the top. He come down about 30 feet with it and landed in a pile of rocks and lumber. He put his hands down to protect his head. His hands and wrists were broken. Splinted, they stretched out with rubberbands holding them tight. He could not hold anything. Nancy was about two.She fed him grapes until he bit her finger. We kept her and Stan Don for a few days. Judy was in the first grade.

Stan Don thought and he figured out that -if he ever fell like that- He would just fall on his head. That wouldn't hurt him as bad as his Daddy's hands were.

Stanley was drawing his wages while he wasn't able to work. He just couldn't wait to get back to work. Then it come a long rainy spell and they didn't get pay for that.

I asked him if he knew that the weather was going to change, by the feeling in his hands. He says that he knows that something is going to happen, they ache.