Children Say the Darndest Things
Carl C with Father Carl J summer of 1969 Our oldest son Carl taught me a number of lessons, some of them I followed and some were not as easy for me. We used to have a brick fence between our home and the one next door. The kids could see through the fence and talk to each other. This became evident as one day he was upset at something and yelled “THOMAS.” I was fine with him saying that when he was angry, at least I was until one day I was in the back yard, and I heard the boy next door yelling through the holes in the fence. He was yelling “Dumb Ass” at Carl and Carl was yelling “THOMAS” back at them. His mother worked with him on his language. He was only three at the time. Carl’s mother was very good at making things to keep him interested and learning. One of the things she had was a car for him to walk around in. She took a banana box and painted a car on the side of the box and Carl could carry it around with him. One day after a very cold sub-zero temperature, I was wal...