As far as I know, she never carried on with any of them, though I couldnt blame her if she had, and when she and Daddy were apart, she did see a dark-haired handsome man who gave me some golf clubs I still have After we had been on Scully Street just a few months and the divorce had been finalized, Mother told Roger and me that we needed to have a family meeting to discuss DaddyShe said he wanted to come back, to move into our new house, and she thought it would be different this time, and then she asked what we thoughtI dont remember what Roger saidhe was only five and probably confusedI told her that I was against it, because I didnt think he could change, but that I would support whatever decision she madeShe said that we needed a man in the house and that she would always feel guilty if she didnt give him another chanceSo she did; they remarried, which, given the way Daddys life played out, was good for him, but not so good for Roger or for herI dont know what effect it had on me, except that later, when he got ill, I was very glad to be able to share his last months Although I didnt agree with Mothers decision, I understood her louis vuitton travel bag feelingsShortly before she took Daddy back, I went down to the courthouse and had my name changed legally from Blythe to Clinton, the name I had been using for yearsIm still not sure exactly why I did it, but I know I really thought I should, partly because Roger was about to start school and I didnt want the differences in our lineage ever to be an issue for him, partly because I just wanted the same name as the rest of my familyMaybe I even wanted to do something nice for Daddy, though I was glad Mother had divorced himI didnt tell her in advance, but she had to give her permissionWhen she got a call from the courthouse, she said okay, though she probably thought I had slipped a gearIt wouldnt be the last time in my life that my decisions and my timing were open to question The deterioration of my parents marriage, the divorce and reconciliation, took up a lot of my emotional energy at the end of junior high and through my sophomore year in the old high school just up the hill Just as Mother threw herself into work, I threw myself into high school, and into my new neighborhood on Scully StreetIt was a block full of mostly newer, modest buying chanel bags housesJust across the street was a completely empty square block, all that was left of the Wheatley farm, which had covered a much larger area not long beforeWheatley planted the whole block with peoniesThey brightened the spring and drew people from miles around, who waited patiently for him to cut them and give them away We lived in the second house on the streetThe first house, on the corner of Scully and Wheatley, belonged to the Reverend Walter Yeldell, his wife, Kay, and their kids, Carolyn, Lynda, and WalterWalter was pastor of Second Baptist Church and later president of the Arkansas Baptist ConventionHe and Kay were wonderful to us from the first dayI dont know how Brother Yeldell, as we called him, who died in 1987, would have fared in the harshly judgmental environment of the Southern Baptist Convention of the nineties, when wrong-thinking liberals were purged from the seminaries and the church hardened its positions rightward on every social issue but race (it apologized for the sins of the past)Brother Yeldell was a big, broad man who weighed well over 250 poundsBeneath a shy demeanor, he had a terrific sense of humor and a modele de cartier roadster great laughThey didnt have a pompous bone between themHe led people to Christ through instruction and example, not condemnation and ridiculeHe wouldnt have been a favorite of some of the recent Baptist overlords or todays conservative talk-show hosts, but I sure liked talking to him Carolyn, the oldest Yeldell child, was my ageShe loved music, had a wonderful voice, and was an accomplished pianistWe spent countless hours around her piano singingShe also accompanied my saxophone solos from time to time, probably not the first time an accompanist was better than the soloistCarolyn soon became one of my closest friends and a part of our regular gang, along with David Leopoulos, Joe Newman, and Ronnie CecilWe went to movies and school events together, and spent lots of time playing cards and games or just goofing off, usually at our houseIn 1963, when I went to American Legion Boys Nation and took the now famous photo with President Kennedy, Carolyn was elected to Girls Nation, the only time that ever happened to hometown neighborsCarolyn went to the University of Indiana and studied voiceShe wanted to be an opera singer but didnt want the knockoff gucci handbags lifestyleInstead she married Jerry Staley, a fine photographer, had three kids, and became a leader in the field of adult literacyWhen I became governor I put her in charge of our adult literacy program, and she and her family lived in a great old house about three blocks from the Governors Mansion, where I often visited for parties, games, or singing the way we did in the old daysWhen I became President, Carolyn and her family moved to the Washington area, where she went to work for, and later led, the National Institute for LiteracyShe stayed on for a while after I left the White House, then followed her father into the ministryThe Staleys are still a good part of my lifeIt all started on Scully Street The house on the other side of us belonged to Jim and Edith Clark, who had no kids of their own but treated me like theirsAmong our other neighbors were the Frasers, an older couple who always supported me when I got into politicsBut their greatest gift to me came by accidentOver the holidays in 1974, after I lost a heartbreaking race for Congress and was still feeling pretty low, I saw the Frasers little granddaughter, who must have been five or louis vuitton bag