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"The Journey, The Dreams, & AnnaBelle"
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This is the story of three generations of the Wicker/Bollan families. Starting with Edgil & Minnie "Griffith" Wicker in 1924. The story moves from them to their oldest daughter, AnnaBelle. It will follow her life and that of her youngest daughter, Carolyn. AnnaBelle was born with a gypsy spirit. This would lead them in many directions and into various situations. AnnaBelle would meet politicians, movie stars, race car drivers, and eventually even the Dimaggio Family after a move to San Francisco. Carolyn would marry, find herself facing some difficult decisions, and then living with the consequences of those decisions. Their journey's were many, their story unique. Eventually, they would find that sweet memories are sometimes all you are left with in the end. Then, there are the dreams that will keep them alive in the heart forever.
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This is the story of three generations of the Wicker/Bollan families. Starting with Edgil & Minnie "Griffith" Wicker in 1924. The story moves from them to their oldest daughter, AnnaBelle. It will follow her life and that of her youngest daughter, Carolyn. AnnaBelle was born with a gypsy spirit. This would lead them in many directions and into various situations. AnnaBelle would meet politicians, movie stars, race car drivers, and eventually even the Dimaggio Family after a move to San Francisco. Carolyn would marry, find herself facing some difficult decisions, and then living with the consequences of those decisions. Their journey's were many, their story unique. Eventually, they would find that sweet memories are sometimes all you are left with in the end. Then, there are the dreams that will keep them alive in the heart forever.

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For Dad, alcohol became the vise that would destroy his relationship with his family, and eventually take his life. People told me later that you would be hard pressed to find a better man when he was sober. When he was drinking, there were few worse than he. The night that changed our lives together forever came about because of his inability to control his drinking. Under the influence, he became a different man. This evening was no different, he had been drinking, and again turned into the man no one wanted to see. He took all the money from the register at the restaurant, leaving with it. Mom had to close; she had no cash left. Mom took Kathy and me to a neighbor’s house to spend the night. She told me she had reached her limit. She then took a butcher knife from the kitchen and went upstairs to bed. She made up her mind; one of them would die that night, if and when he returned. Friends had told her about his womanizing, she knew it was true. She herself had found him with other women. She had already found a bottle of alcohol under his car seat, we girls were no longer allowed to go anywhere with him. Him taking the money that night was the last heartache she would suffer from the man who had given her so many to deal with. Their marriage had been short, but seemed like an eternity. When I think back on what she went through, my heart breaks for her. She was twenty-four years old, had two little girls, and was alone. I know her dreams of a wonderful marriage, full of love and trust, were as real as mine at that age. How cruel and selfish life must have seemed to her. I also have to add that I admire her tenacity. She’s still a fighter, and hasn’t completely lost that temper. We’ll just call it the Wicker temper; it’s famous in several states.Dads drinking finally caught up with him that very night after he left Mom at the restaurant. Because of his drunkenness, he was driving erratic. (Go Figure) The police tried to pull him over. Of course, he wouldn’t stop. They chased him for almost fifty miles. He always drove a Hudson; I can actually remember the car. They couldn’t catch him. They set up a roadblock on Highway 24, near Wabash, Indiana, they finally stopped him. His first wife and children were living at Wabash. I assume that’s where he was headed.Dad was not only arrested for driving under the influence, but in checking, they found there was an outstanding warrant for back child support. To add insult to his injury, the arresting officer was related to his first wife. At that point, he was in a world of hurt. That hurt would deepen by morning.  Mom had finally fallen asleep after her night of waiting for his return. The ringing phone woke her early the next day. It was the Wabash Police Department wanting to know if she wanted to post bail for him. She told them to keep him, and then hung up the phone. The relief she felt was overwhelming. God had stepped into her life to help her with a situation that was out of her control. This was when and how Mom found out that Dad was still married to his first wife. I’m sure this secret was one of the demons he had fought, and feared, for years. “Oh, what an evil web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.”I can’t imagine the affect this all had on Mom at the time, having your life torn apart at such a young age. I would like to try to understand how my Dad must have felt, perhaps someday I will. I guess “sobering” would be a good word.

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I am very proud of the work I accomplished in the final completion of this book. I hope readers will enjoy the photographs added to the timeline of the story. I feel these help bring the family to life.

About Carolyn

     My name is Carolyn Sue "Bollan" Morris. I was born in Valparaiso, a college town located in northwest Indiana. I love the memories I have of living there.

     My Mother, AnnaBelle, was born with a gypsy spirit, much like her father. Due to...

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