Steve told a story about a hot summer day, perhaps a Saturday or Sunday. He was chopping wood when his father, stepmother and four siblings came out of the house. They were wearing their Sunday clothes. They all got into the family car and drove into town. Steve was not invited. When they returned they were licking ice cream cones, but they had not brought any home for him.
Although Steve never said anything directly against his father, he told this story several times over the years. So this incident must have deeply hurt him. I thought of Cinderella whenever I heard it.
I had assumed that his stepmother was the one who was mean to him. After Steve had died, I asked Betty about that. She said that Emera had treated Steve fine, but that his father could be cruel. Betty once told me, “Your father’s father, Old Grandpa Miklo, he was mean, he was a drinking man, he was a mean son of a gun, he beat up on him and your father ran away.”
More on that in the next post.
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