My Hero's





Ruth Hellen Scribner

This is my very favorite hero...
My Mama had a very hard life, filled with lots of pain and many struggles.
She had only a fourth grade education, and picked cotton for her family in Milligan Ridge
She was inflicted with eczema and spent so many days suffering from being out in the hot sun.
Mama fell in love and married my sister and brothers daddy at an early age,
She worked hard and prided herself on being a good wife and a good mother.
Things were not so perfect for her though and soon her husband died and left her and four kids behind.
Mama struggled to provide for her babies the best she could without an education,
She taught them to be honest and proud no matter how poor, but she also taught them to go for their dreams, to be all they could be.
Then she met my daddy, and she married him, hoping that her life would become easier, but he was a drunk and an abuser, hurting her in ways she never dreamed a human could!
Mama had me and after so long of putting up with not having solid roots anywhere she decided to leave my daddy for good, knowing she was going to care for the two of us left at home.
Even after all she had been through, and the above is only a small taste, she never once lost her faith in God and knew that someday she would be full of knowledge and no more pain!
Mama I hope my faith stays as strong and that someday we can embrace once again... I Love You
Your Baby Girl Mary Ellen

William Harrison Roberts
This was my knight in shining armor, my protector....
My mom adopted him when he was a teenager, he was my world, the one that made everything good when I was a child. He had a pretty rough life too, but to me he was wonderful! As you have read, from my poem's, "The Inner Child's Fight", and, "The Demons Within", I was a victim of child rape, and my father was the assailant, but not when my Brother Billy was home, he would protect me. Always made me feel so safe and warm. He moved away when I was 7, and there was not a single day that went by that I didn't feel his absence! The day he left a part of me died. We visited him once in 13 years. Then we lost all contact, at least for the last 7 of those 13 years. After I had my son in "84" , I called the police dept. where he lived in Hazard Kentucky (County that is), I explained to the officer that I only had the memory of how we got to his house, We had no SS # for him so it looked pretty bleak. The officer told me that his shift ended at 6 am the next morning, but he would really try to find my brother from the directions I had given him. I felt deep inside that I would never see him again! I went to bed thinking I had really wasted my time and just wanted to sleep good. I woke up and changed Jlee, Looking at the clock every 5 minute's., and held my breath, I think at 5 till 6, then when 6 am hit and the phone didn't ring, I just knew he was gone forever! I had my Mama look after Jlee while I showered, Of course I needed a good cry too, it was Christmas eve, I was hoping for a call of good news, it just didn't come. After my shower I went to the sitting room to smoke and the phone rang. I stopped breathing as I heard the Officers voice on the line, Telling me he had worked on his own time for two hr's. to help find my Bother, because it sounded so important to me to find him. Well He had found him, and informed me he had to hang up so my brother could call! We couldn't talk from crying, My mom cried too, she had given up years before on seeing him again. Well he came home and it was as if i was complete again, I loved him dearly for being my Bubby, my Protector. He was only home for two years, He died, holding my hand, with cancer. He was a Fine Man.... He will always be in my heart.
Love you Bub