I was Eddie’s favorite sister, however, only sister. He was the good kid. Mrs Bullock, 6 grade teacher, reminded me almost every day😀however, he wasn’t perfect. When he was about 3 or 4 yrs old, as everyone at the Dermott Methodist Church, was singing a hymn, Eddie was singing the song Ragmop at the top of his lungs! Maybe that is why we started attending the Baptist Church. Also, when he was about that age he took his brand new shoes that evidently he didn’t like, put them in his little red wagon and took them to the Main Street gutter by our house. Took them out of the wagon and threw them down the gutter. Never to be seen again. They probably weren’t baseball shoes! So he needs to tell Ms. Bullock that he wasn’t perfect! 😇