My aunt Linda was born in 1940 in Hamilton County Tennessee in a grey shack house. Linda was born into a southern family with two other sisters and later two brothers.� The Williams family had land up on the mountain.� But the family was land rich and nothing more.
During this postwar period there was no electricity.� Evelyn Linda’s mother would light a lantern at night in the home so the children could see in the darkness. They had a small fire place to keep the house warm.� There was a out house in the back yard.� But it was hard to see in the dark. Claurence their father would hang a black pot by the fire place in case any of the children had to go to the bathroom in the dark.� In the morning the girls would get up and do their house hold chores.� This included� churning butter, plucking the chickens or picking cotton to help Evelyn out on the small farm.
Clarence, their dad, was an electrician and made decent money, but he was an alcoholic and would disappear for weeks at a time.� During these periods the children had no milk or fruit on the table.� Evelyn was often left to try to provide for the children with what little she had. Evelyn would make potato sack dresses for the girls.� winter was always a struggle.� The Williams children often went hungry.� There were no social services in those days.� One year things turned to worse Clarence got caught robbing a gas station.
Clarence was gone for over a year and the family starved and suffered extreme hardship.� When Clarence returned from prison he resumed his drinking and worldly ways.� One year in 1946, Ann the eleven year old daughter caught strep throat.� The Williams family took her to the Chattanooga Hospital.� The hospital tried to save Ann’s life but the years of starvation and hardship had taken toll on Ann.� She died of Rheumatic fever in 1946 at the age of 11.� There was no antibiotics in the south in 1946.� The south was too poor to get any medicine so Ann died.� My grandmother could not cope with such a loss.
Each daughter was told to leave at 18.� So my Aunt Linda joined my mother Helen in Chicago.� My mother was a stripper, and since Linda was only 18 and thrown out into the world with no one to help but my mother she also became a stripper in Chicago.� The owner of the night club’s name was Augy and he quickly fell in love with my Aunt Linda.� They were married even though Augy was much older than my aunt.� The years went by and my aunt went to work at the Flying Tigers, that’s where she met J. Pratt, an east coast business man who quickly fell in love with my aunt Linda. Linda was now divorced and fell for J.Pratt even though he was married.� J. Pratt left his wife for my Aunt Linda and they eloped.� J. Pratt moved my aunt Linda first to Kansas and then later to Tennessee.
I hadn’t heard from my aunt for a while except for her annual letters or holiday phone calls.� One night around December 2000 I awoke from a frightening dream.� It was so real it jolted me out of bed.� In the dream� I saw a woman with brown hair lying in a white coffin.� It was a bright sunny day but bitter cold out.� I saw my uncle J. Pratt peering down at the coffin.� I saw J. Pratt holding a woman’s hand.� This woman appeared to be his girlfriend.� In the coffin now I could make out was my aunt Linda.� It was vivid in detail that I knew when I awoke that my aunt was gonna die.
I called my uncle J.Pratt the next day. J.Pratt please do not tell Linda what I am gonna tell you.� J. Pratt I had a scary dream that Linda is gonna die. Please do not tell her just watch over her.� I am afraid something is gonna happen to her.� Please do not let anything happen to her.� My uncle thought I was crazy.
Several months later Linda called me and told me to pick her up because J.Pratt was being mean to her.� My boyfriend Lorin talked me out of it.� He said not to interfere with marital problems.� I told her I had no way to come and get her. Six months later I got a phone call from my uncle that Linda had died of a heart attack. J.Pratt asked if I could come to the funeral.� I told him I had no money to get there.� J. Pratt inherited my Aunts pension and estate.� J. Pratt quickly settled in with his new girlfriend. J. Pratt told everyone that called he had no money for any of them.
J. Pratt now lives in my aunt Linda’s house with his new girlfriend’s family. I only hope that my aunt Linda is haunting his house, because I regret not picking up my aunt Linda.� My family verified that J.Pratt brought his new girlfriend to my aunt’s funeral even though he was still married to my aunt.� So the dream of my Aunt Linda’s funeral came true.� I guess blood is thicker than money.� At least in the afterlife.
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