This being Veterans Day got me to thinking about the uncle I never met. He was my Daddy's only brother. He was in World War ll and died in 1943 and he never made it home except in a box. He was only 24 years old. And he didn't make it home for burial until 1949. He was five years younger than my Dad. My Dad couldn't go because of a bad back.
My Uncles name was Arlin Walker Williams. He was married to a lady we called Cat. They had one son Bobby Joe Williams. He used to come down summers to my Granny's house. I don't remember the last time we seen him. I don't know if he is still alive.
On my Granny's wall there was a big picture of Bob( that is what everyone called him). I don't know where that name came from since his name was Arlin Walker. The picture was of Bob in uniform. His hat looked like a sailor hat. I am not sure what he was. I hadn't really thought of it all my life. I knew he died before I was born but never got all the details. Now I can't. They are all gone. My brother who was named after him knows more than I do so I ask him a few things about it.
There are two Arlin's in the family besides him. I don't think I know anyone else named that. My brother was named Arlin Wayne. Then my nephew (my sisters son) was named Arlin Eugene. I would like to know where my Granny and Grandpa got the two boys name. Arlin Walker was not a common name back then I don't think. Then my Dad's name was Alton Sealy. These are not common names either. I don't know anyone named Alton except my other brother and his nickname was Butch.
I have been thinking all day about how so many men lost there life's fighting for their country. It is a very sad thing that they had to lose their families. And die so young. He is buried in Coleman. Thinking about all of this today makes me want to find out more about Bob's life and his son Bobby Joe. What happened to him? Is he still alive? I intend to find out.
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