Family Stories

Bobby and Grandpa Fuller

When our Grandpa Green Fuller died, he still had several young children at home. His youngest was his little son, Bobby Fuller. The day Grandpa died, our Mom being older, about 17 years of age, had to stay at home and look after her little brother, Bobby.

Grandpa died at home in his sleep and the coroner of the area came to the log cabin home where Grandpa lived and died to pick up his body to prepare him for burial. Now, Bobby was only about 3 years old but he was very close to his Daddy and loved him very much.

Little Bobby was grief stricken beyond belief that day and he told our Momma, Ida Fuller, with tears running down his little face to please take him out on the porch and hold him up so he could see his Daddy for the last time.

He knew they were taking his Daddy away and he would never see him again, so Momma took him out on the porch and Bobby watched in grief until his Daddy was out of sight.

After our Grandpa Elijah Green Fuller's burial, Momma said little Bobby would be lying on Mammaw Leona's big feather bed and he'd reach up his little hands gesturing towards something that no one else could see. Bobby would hold out his little hands with palms up and say in his little child's voice, "come here, come here" and then little Bobby would pat the bed beside him.

All the while, Bobby's eyes would follow the spirit of his Daddy to the bed beside him and when he rested beside Bobby, Bobby would take his tiny little hands and pet his Daddy's face that only Bobby could see.

He would laugh and giggle and talk to his Daddy and he would put his tiny head on his Daddy's chest. Bobby was happy as could be as he spent time with his Daddy again. Momma said he did that for a long time after their Daddy, Elijah Green Fuller died.

I believe our Grandpa, Elijah Green Fuller, came back to comfort his little son, Bobby until his son was old enough and able to handle his Daddy's untimely death.