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Letters of an Abiding Faith:

Legacy of a Slave's GrandDaughter to her Son

written by Ella Lewis to her Son (Rudolph Lewis)

 
 

 

Letter 8

July 21, 1978

  

Dear Son,

Just a Word or two let you Know I haven't forgot you. I do hope this may find you doing OK. As For me doing Fair. I was sick all last week. Lucinda was down last Week End. Come to Annie May King Jones Funeral. Rosa Howell's Sister.* Lucinda Brought me the rug. I thank you very much for it.

How is School going With you.** Your Cousin Brenda Stith getting married on the 29 of July. All the rest of the Family is doing Very Well. Clint Carter got him a Car 73 Cadillac. Peanut and Pumpkin Come down and stayed 2 weeks. Your Cousin Mary grand Children.

My garden done Very Well this time. Peter and his Wife is in Germany. I thought you was coming home for the Fourth. Chicken did not go to Army.*** He was so confused he took over dose. Went to hospital. They kept him 3 days. He doing OK now. Theresa got her driver license. All send love to you. Norman was home week before last. He told me tell you send him your phone no. Well it getting late I had a hard days work to day. I rite more when I hear From you. Dont wait So long Before you rite. Much love Mother.

 

Remember I love you,

Ella

 

 
  

  Commentary

*Annie May and Rosa were daughters of Tempie Williams Jackson, Mama’s aunt, sister of Laura, her mother. **During this period, I was living in Washington, D.C. while taking a French course at the University of Maryland, College Park. I needed the course to obtain my B.A. in English. My mentor Dr. Max Wilson arranged for me to live with the Meijers, a Jewish family that lived on the Gold Coast along upper 16th Street, not too far from Silver Spring. Madame Meijer, born in Holland and a refugee of Hitlerite Germany, was a professor in the language department at College Park. Her parents were killed in the holocaust. Her husband, a physics professor, taught at Catholic University. They had two sons and two daughters. They treated me as a member of the family. It was the first household I lived in that had a maid. I do not know how I would have managed to get my degree and begin graduate school that fall without their gracious assistance and thoughtfulness.

***Cleveland "Chicken" Taylor, Edith’s youngest son, did not want to go into the military. This may have occurred on second thought. For, I believe, the draft had been abolished by 1978. Unlike my resistance, his change of heart had little or nothing to do with political reasons. He merely realized that the military was no place for him. He probably was correct in his final conclusions and did what he felt necessary to stay out.

There were men from Jarratt who did go to Vietnam, like my cousin Von, my childhood best friend Alvester Maryland, and my high school buddy Richard Harris. All were deeply affected by the Vietnam war, having gone over as teenagers or young men. They returned to become alcoholics or drug addicts or worst. John Alvin Maryland came back home in a body bag and is buried in Jerusalem cemetery. Many still do not realize the harm done to these young boys who were shipped 10,000 miles to fight in a war that was permeated by moral and political corruption. These young boys’ moral universe was turned upside down by alcohol, drugs, prostitution, and murder. They returned to the countryside without counseling or assistance. There was none there who could understand or appreciate the hell these boy had undergone. They were forced into a war that had no glory and very little meaning.

 

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