Myra Noll/Webster Family

25. Loren Webster from Kindergarten to Eight Grade

He was born when I was about 13. He and I played together many times. I once put him on the closet shelf so he wouldn't bother me. Once when I was working on a model plane he kept getting closer and closer. I was using a razor blade to cut the balsa wood parts and he got cut on the arm. We had to go the doctor to get it sewed up. I was sorry for him but he knew it was bad for him to get so close. When I had to go to the store for my Mom he always wanted to go along and I would take him in the wagon. Then he wanted to pull the wagon with me in it. I would let him and people would say things to me for making him pull me. I couldn't win. He was a good boy most of the time. I was always proud of my little brother. I had been the youngest for so many years and I knew what it was like.