PRETEND....
Story by Sharon Young Jebavy
My brother, Harold, is three
years older than I am and when we were very
young we lived on a small
farm in Lawrence County, Kentucky. Unlike city
kids we couldn't just run
down the street and find a friend to play with.
It was a real treat when
some child could come and play. Jean and Sue
Preston, daughters of Jay
and Marie Burchett Preston, were close play mates.
As were Willie Gene and
Odis Dean Hayes, along with their cousins Earl and
Fred Hayes. Usually, we
played alone. So being the inventive person that he
is, Harold made up friends
for us. The three friends that I remember were
Stooger, Right Johnson
and Giddie.
Stooger, Right Johnson and
Giddie were world travelers...real globetrotters.
They had their own airplanes
and they flew around seeking adventure...much
like Indiana Jones.
Harold was just beginning school in Miss Olive Davis'
Meades Branch School classroom.
He learned of far away exotic places.
These adventurers would
fly around and catch snakes, lizards and crooks!
Once Harold and I sneaked
off down to the creek which was absolutely
forbidden. Just as
we approached the creek we thought we saw a big white
ghost and it sent us flying
back to the house. Stooger, Right Johnson and
Giddie were off on an adventure
but when they got back they looked for the
ghost since they were the
original "ghostbusters," Of course, they didn't
find anything.
The dress of choice for
these three was the ever popular safari
outfit...they wore these
clothes when they helped us make poke berry ink and
ate green applies with
us. When we'd climb aboard our cardboard box to
slide down the grassy hill
in our yard these guys would be right with us.
Harold says they invented
this favorite pastime.
We romped through the barn
with our three friends and they were with me when
I'd sneak off to the chicken
house and load my dress tail with eggs. Course
by the time I got to the
house half the eggs were on the path behind me and
already scrambled!
Stooger, Right Johnson and
Giddie were wealthy. "How else do you think they
could be globetrotters?"
Harold asks. they also had lots of antique
cars...Nashes, Chevrolets.
Real nice cars too.
Stooger, Right Johnson and
Giddie had two friends. A man named "Ec" and a
woman named "Omic." Harold
says he heard the word "economic" somewhere and
thought it was "Ec and
Omic" and that these would be great names for two
friends for our three playmates.
Ec and Omic were married but they were not
the world travelers that
their friends were; they were real homebodies. I
asked Harold if they were
wealthy and he said they must have been because
they didn't to any work.
It seems that lots of country
kids have pretend playmates. May dad had Joan
Ankle and Todd Johnson
(I wonder if he was related to Right?) and my mom and
her niece had Ellie Perkins
and Silk Green. I guess some folks would worry
about their kids playing
with pretend friends but none of us seems to have
suffered any ill effects
from our associations with these invented
characters.
My brother became a pastor,
I became a wife, a mom and a real estate broker.
We don't recall what happened
to Ec and Omic but....somewhere halfway up a
little hill on what was
once our farm at Georges Creek, KY are three sort of
flat little stones that
mark the graves of Stooger, Right Johnson and
Giddie. Harold officiated
(it was his first sermon) and I picked flowers
for them. It seems
that shortly before we moved to Columbus in 1950 they
were lost in an airplane
crash off on one of their adventures, in some far
away place.
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