You are about to read the life history of someone born many years ago, someone who is 81 at the time of this writing. I have had many experiences in my long life; I’ve had oil strikes, gold strikes, owned and operated my own trucking business (starting at the tender age of 16), and thousands of hours flying my own airplane...But we will come to all that in due time. This is how it started:
My parents, Marion Oscar Young (born February 21, 1888) and Emma Mae Talbot (born January 15th, 1890) were united in holy matrimony on April 14th, 1914, in Springfield, Ohio. I was born at 3:45PM on October 21, 1931, (which was a Saturday) in their farmhouse on Sandy Hill Fruit Farm Road. I was my mother’s seventh child, and I came along after
Ella Mae, born February 9th, 1915, in Bremen, OhioCyrus Woodrow, born March 23rd, 1917, in Bremen, OhioEthel Blanche, born January 3rd, 1919, in Akron, OhioOscar Ruben, born December 24th, 1921, in Carroll, OhioPeggy Louise, born July 27th, in Carroll, OhioEmma Louise, born August 5th, 1929, in Carroll, OhioAnd me, James David, born October 21, 1931, also in Carroll, Ohio
A.A. Brown M.D. was the physician who attended my birth. I weighed twelve pounds. Doc Brown picked me up and slapped my bottom to get my attention. I cried, but then looked at the doctor and gave him a big smile. He handed me to my mother and told her she had a fine, big baby boy (this is what I was told happened).
I have a big scar on my left leg about four inches long and a quarter of an inch wide. I was told that I got it when I got tangled in the chicken wire in our yard at the farmhouse on Sandy Hill Fruit Farm Road (One Township, Fairfield County, Ohio), but we moved from that house when I was three (about 1934), so I don’t remember.
The first thing I do remember in my life is my mother putting me out on the sidewalk in front of our house on Mound Street to pass out Christian tracts. (My mother was saved by the Holy Ghost in Brother Hamby’s church in Lancaster, Ohio, while I was in her womb, and she proved to be a very religious lady. She spent much of her life afterwards preaching the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and taking all us children to Brother Stump’s church on Wednesdays, Fridays, and all day on Sundays.) She would plop me down and have me pass out tracts to the customers of Berman’s Auto Parts (the sign said they had one million parts!), which was a big auto parts store across the street. The message I passed out in 1934 is still as good today as it was then: Jesus is coming soon.
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About the Book
Jim Young shares one man’s journey through life. He has been a resident of the Florida Keys for more than thirty years.