Dewayne Mynhier
A bit from Dewyane:
"I was still at his house when mom and dad came home from work. I was looking through the screen door and could hear that witch telling my mom what I had done. Mom came down the yard, only stopping long enough to pluck a limber limb from a maple tree. When she made it to my granddad’s door she told me what a whipping I was going to get. My granddad looked at her and said, “You’re not going to whip that boy as long as I’m around.” She yanked the door open; he grabbed me up in his arms and kept between me and mom. She was so mad that she said, “If you ain’t going to let me whip him, I’ll whip your ass.” She started to swinging that switch and laying it to him. He never flinched or said a word. He just hunkered over me and took it.
I always figured a man that would do that for a boy was never going to say anything too bad about that boy in his night prayers."
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