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       Judy's World "Lamon"

 

                                  

 

 

When I was 4 years old, my name was Lamon and I 

was taken from my home along with my older sister

 and my baby brother. My other sister was taken later.

 We lived in TN. at the end of the depression and our 

birth mother had just given birth to a baby boy and he

was 13 days old when they came and took all of us 

away. Tennessee had 2 orphanages that were in the

black market and both were run by the same woman. 

But God took something bad in my life and turned it 

into something good. I had the best adopted Mother 

and Daddy that anyone could have and they taught 

us right from wrong. They adopted my sister a year

after they adopted me. I am a Christian and have a

great education thanks to my adopted Mother and

Dad.

 

 

If you think this sounds strange and untrue, go to

a store where you rent videos and get one called 

"Stolen Babies." It is a true story about the same

orphanages. The woman is played by Mary Tyler 

Moore, who does a fantastic job. They never got 

to prosecute the lady, she died of cancer before

 they could. 

 

 

 

A year after I was adopted, the Wilson's were called 

and asked if they wanted my sister. I had really missed

my sister, although I didn't remember anything much 

about my past, I only knew I had a sister. So God was 

kind enough to bring us back together again. She has

been such a blessing to me. I always knew that she 

was there for me if I needed her and she has been. 

 

 

 

We were raised very strict and weren't even allowed 

to fuss. That has really been a blessing, because we 

don't even now and we don't have deep emotions 

hidden inside of us, like some people do. I got saved

when I was 5 years old. I guess it was because of 

what had happened to us that made me want to be 

saved. I became a church pianist at the age of 15. 

My music has really been a God send to me, because, 

when the bad things happened to me, I could go to my

piano and play and get lost in my gospel music. 

 

 

 

In February of 1957 I met Earl H Cleckler and married

him 6 months later. He had attended Lee College. I 

really loved him and you know how you plan your 

whole life ahead of you. It wasn't to be though, for 

after we had been married 2 years and eight months, 

I went to church one Sunday morning and when I 

came back home and opened the front door, there he

was on the floor dead.  He had only been dead not

more than 5 minutes when I returned.  I felt so guilty 

having left him alone, even if I was only going to 

Church. I 

had asked him if he wanted me to stay home with him,

because he had gotten up with a stomach ache. He 

said for me to go on to church.  It took me a long time 

to get over his death. I was only 23 when he passed 

away.

 

 

 

I went back and moved in with my adopted parents 

and my life went on. We moved to Signal Mountain, 

TN. I taught music for over 25 years not only in my

 home, but commercially. I enjoyed teaching very 

much. Then due to to circumstances  of the studio 

where I taught went out of business I had to change 

my profession. I became a cashier.

 

 

 

In 1983 one afternoon I got a telephone call from a

social worker who told me I had a sister who had 

been searching for me for 31 years and she wanted 

to know whether I would let her give my identity and

 where I lived to my sister. How can you refuse to give

your name and address and telephone number to 

someone who had been looking for you for that long.

I said yes even though I knew my adopted Mother 

had always feared that our birth family would 

somehow find us. It was her number one fear and 

it was actually happening.  I called my sister Peggy

who had never forgotten her birth family. I was so

young, when we were separated I didn't remember 

anyone but Peggy.  We made arrangements to meet 

her in Memphis TN, where she lived. We also got to

 reunite with our older brother, who lives in Kentucky. 

We didn't get to meet our younger brother till much 

later. He lives in New Mexico. We all caught up with

 all that had happened to each of us. It was great. 

We took our adopted Mother with  us so she would 

be part of it. God had brought us full circle.

 

 

My adopted father became ill and because of him 

being  a little  violent at times, we had to put him in 

a Rest Home. Mother and I stayed on the mountain. 

I worked, but I took her out to eat a lot, because she

really enjoyed it. With the help of the Lord I was able 

to take her 2 times to Hawaii, which she enjoyed so

much. I will never regret doing that because she had 

so many good memories.  She developed Diabetes. 

I had to keep working so we could stay in the house,

but she got much worse and the Doctor said that she

needed 24 hour care. We finally just had to place my 

mother in a Nursing Home.

 

My sister then was there for me, not that she hadn't 

been there  before for Mother and I. But she told me 

that I could come and live with her. Peggy is the wife 

of Rev Arville Hurst, who is a great minister of the 

Gospel. They opened their home to me when I very 

much needed one. 

 

I play my Technics sn-KN6500 keyboard at church, 

we have a great church band. I enjoy it so much. 

I've even got a computer and enjoy working on it very 

much. The reason I mentioned that as my mother

thought computers were sinful. Anyone can stay 

busy and keep themselves happy. 

 

 

I have to say though, that my happiness comes from

being a Christian. I don't know what I would have done

if it hadn't been for the Lord. I would tell anyone if you

want happiness and peace of mind, it only comes from

knowing Jesus as your Savior and Lord.                                                                                                        

                   

 

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