A Story of Five
I was one of five
My sister, Margret Ann left us first - too soon.
My brother, Jack was the one who kept doing
and living his dreams and loving his wife and family.
My infant brother, Wayne Eugene Pruitt died at birth - 1941.
My brother, Bobby served his country well and was still
A young man when he had to leave us and his loving wife Gail.
I am the fifth - and last.
As we all grow older, we seem to scatter like seeds in the wind.
We make our own way. We raise our own families, but we all are drawn back to
the love of family that stays strong inside of us all.
We all have shared the same younger days - the happy days.
The carefree days together.
I have been privileged to be part of the
Harris and Hill lineage.
By Jimmie Ray Pruitt
12/16/1942 - 10/26/2016
Published on October 28, 2016