{"id":79,"date":"2008-07-25T16:07:46","date_gmt":"2008-07-25T16:07:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/?p=79"},"modified":"2008-07-25T16:07:46","modified_gmt":"2008-07-25T16:07:46","slug":"memory-jogger","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/?p=79","title":{"rendered":"Memory Jogger"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Woke to the sound of a ringing phone. It was not my usual cell phone ring early in the morning, but rather the house phone. To top it off, this was one of those &#8220;let&#8217;s sleep in&#8221; days, and no one has been calling early for the past two weeks. OK, so it was 9 a.m. &#8211; that&#8217;s sleeping in for me!<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s some woman calling about your uncle&#8221; was all she said. My mind tried to get a handle on who could be calling at this time of day asking about a man who has been dead for over five years (more like 22 years). (Now my mind is locked in to &#8220;am I really THAT old?&#8221;) Someone calling about my only real uncle &#8211; the World War II flying Ace (almost)? The one who shot down two enemy planes in one day?<\/p>\n<p>Yup! That was who the call was about. An Oklahoma author, doing some research for a children&#8217;s book she is writing wanted any information I had about my uncle Dubois Elsberry. I was impressed that she already had the two books I was going to refer her to. Then my mind started to remember some pictures and other memorabilia that happen to exist in my storage shed.<\/p>\n<p>With promises to dig out any details about his life I could remember, Mary Coleman-Woolslayer and I ended the call. Not before we had exchanged email addresses and good wishes.<\/p>\n<p>As different bits of information have been recalled, Mary and I have communicated. Even to the point of discovering that she lived in a neighboring town when I was in school in Oklahoma.<\/p>\n<p>Small worlds just collided. That close, and here some 60 years later we meet.<\/p>\n<p>I am anxiously looking forward to this book about the Stearman Bi-plane and what part my uncle, an Oklahoman, played in it&#8217;s history.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Woke to the sound of a ringing phone. It was not my usual cell phone ring early in the morning, but rather the house phone. To top it off, this was one of those &#8220;let&#8217;s sleep in&#8221; days, and no&#8230;<br \/><a class=\"read-more-button\" href=\"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/?p=79\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/79"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=79"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/79\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=79"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=79"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/joesuttle.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=79"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}