Grandmother and Grandfather Hughes
Updated: Apr 13, 2020
I never knew my other grandmother (Hughes). She died when my father was quite young (six years old). My other grandfather, Robert Owen Hughes, lived no more than fifteen miles from us. He had remarried and his second wife and my father did not get along well. Visits with them were much less frequent than with my mothers' parents. I recall going there on Thanksgiving for the usual turkey dinner. He had a big box of blocks with which I played. I was intrigued by his basket of Indian artifacts that he had picked up on the farm at Richwood.