Now that I am older, I recognize Aunt Peggy as kind, gentle, woman. However, when I was little she put the fear of Peggy into me. You might even say she “terrorized” me.
I remember staying with her one summer in Ohio. Since she was one of eight sisters and had 3 girls, I don’t believe that Aunt Peggy was totally comfortable around little boys. I suspect that is why she decided she needed to get her bluff in on me early. She showed me a paddle that was hanging on the wall of her kitchen. That paddle was least as long as I was tall. I guess that makes it about 6 feet long, at least in my memory.
She certainly never used that paddle on me or spanked me, but I was always just a little bit afraid that she would. I guess a little fear went a long way in this case.
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