My Nine Lives Plus One

I am writing these thoughts about my childhood and how I was raised for my children and grandchildren. Kids, you never knew your great grandparents, nor your paternal grandfather, Elmo John Riddle, and I believe from these stories I write for you from the time I was born to Elmo & Nadine Martin Riddle, you may understand why Mom and Nana is the way she is! I love you, Tiffany, Mark, Tristen and Bryce--you are my everything!

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

The Return Home and a New Love


Oh happy day!  My Uncle Homer finally made it home from Korea. It had been a long five years since we had seen him.  I was ten when he returned to Oklahoma, but little did I know he wasn't here to stay, at least not at home with us anymore.  My grandparents had given up farming by this time and moved to the small town of Muldrow, where I grew up and attended schools until I graduated.


Sometime during the latter part of his overseas stay, he began corresponding with a girl who also lived in Muldrow and was a close neighbor and friend of the Riddle clan.  Her name was Opal Juanita Plank.  I imagine that a romance was blossoming by this time through those letters and once home, Homer didn't waste any time looking her up and asking her out on a date.  My grandparents, his mother and father, had known the Planks for many years, lived in the same small town, and were practically next-door neighbors.  There's much more to the beautiful story of Homer and Opal and I was glad to be a part of it.  More blogs to follow on Homer and Opal....

Opal Juanita Plank, A Beauty in High School

Opal's parents, William Jasper (Jap) Plank and Ula Golden Plank, lived in the downtown area of Muldrow and owned a small hamburger shop next to their house on Main Street.  My Grandma Riddle would walk with me downtown usually on a Saturday to buy groceries at the market and we'd stop for one of Jap's hamburgers and an ice cream cone.  I've never had a better tasting burger in my life since!  They ran that shop for many years, and on through my early school years it was still around.  I think many of my Muldrow friends will remember the "malt shop" with its red vinyl booths and great hamburgers when hamburgers were 15 cents, Cokes were a dime, and ice cream cones were a nickel.  Well, that was the 50s, a wonderful era to be a part of and I'm thankful for that wonderful time in my life.  I'm thankful for the love I had through my family, my father, grandparents, and for this amazing man we called Uncle Homer!  

Jap and Golden Plank were like a second set of grandparents to me.

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