Let the Circle Be Unbroken
“All the red mud which had gathered around its fender and splotched its yellow body was gone, for Uncle Hammer and the boys and I had washed it after our return from the Wigginses’. One thing Uncle Hammer couldn’t abide was a dirty car. He had worked silently, his anger still bottled inside, but by suppertime his mood had softened, and this morning as we prepared for church he was once again laughing and warm. As he had done yesterday, he handed Papa the keys and told him to drive. All of us exc...ept Mr. Morrison, who was not a churchgoing man, piled into the car. Papa started the engine and we swept down the drive into the road.
At church Papa parked the Ford next to Mr. Wellever’s Model A, the only other car amidst the battered farm wagons. As always, Uncle Hammer was greeted enthusiastically, for he was one of the few people who had ever ventured north from the community and, in the eyes of the people at Great Faith, had made quite a success of his move. The fact that he had arrived walking only a few months before had not dented people’s conviction that he was doing well up in Chicago, for hadn’t he come down in a car just like Harlan Granger’s just a year ago?MoreLess
At church Papa parked the Ford next to Mr. Wellever’s Model A, the only other car amidst the battered farm wagons. As always, Uncle Hammer was greeted enthusiastically, for he was one of the few people who had ever ventured north from the community and, in the eyes of the people at Great Faith, had made quite a success of his move. The fact that he had arrived walking only a few months before had not dented people’s conviction that he was doing well up in Chicago, for hadn’t he come down in a car just like Harlan Granger’s just a year ago?MoreLess
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