I think I have lots to say about the Kealy family. I think I'll spend the next few installments telling about Fred and Alice Kealy's sons. In the last installment I introduced Jason - the oldest son.
Jason
Jason was an outgoing little boy with a big grin and an infectious laugh. When he played with other children at church he was quick to lead the group in the games that they played and various activities that they took part in. It was Jason who was always watching over the younger children and making sure that they stayed out of trouble.
Jason's Daddy was one of the worship leaders at church. This inspired Jason to want to be a singer just like his Daddy. He always sang in the preschool choir at church. One year he even got to sing a short solo during the church's Christmas program. The adults oohed and awed over what a nice job Jason did.
Jason's Mommy and Daddy often took him to a nearby park and played with him. They pushed him on the swing and on the merry-go-round. Daddy even went down the slide with Jason in his lap. There were many summer afternoons when Daddy took him to a drive-in and got him an ice cream cone.
Jason's Mommy and Daddy always held hands when they were out in public. They always kissed when one of them had to leave to go somewhere. These were things that little Jason expected to always see.
Jason turned 5-1/2-years-old in the early 1970s. That was when Mommy came and told him that he was going to have a baby brother or sister. He wasn't quite sure what to think about this because all this time he had been the center of attention.
"Was I bad?" Jason asked.
"No." Mommy smiled. "I don't want you to grow up all alone. I want you to have some little brothers and sisters to play with."
"Oh."
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