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　　One summer day when I was in high school, my father sent me to buy some tools for our farm．I loved 　　1　　 better than driving our family truck to do something．But this time I was not so happy 　　2　　 my father had told me I would have to ask for credit(赊账)at the store．

　　　　3　　 is a proud age．The young men at that age want respect(尊重)but not charity．I had seen many times that my friends were 　　4　　 when they asked for credit．We lived in a poor village, 　　5　　 was needed seriously I knew clearly how difficult it might be to make the store owner believe me and get the credit．

　　At Dali's Brothers store．Buck Davi was talking to a farmer．After I finished 　　6　　 the things I wanted, I walked to him．“I need to put these on credit,” I said to him 　　7　　．

　　The farmer gave me a 　　8　　 look．But Buck's face didn't change in the slightest．“No problem,” he said in a relaxing voice, “ I believe your daddy will 　　9　　 them in time．" Then he turned to the farmer, This boy is Jame William's son．”

The farmer nodded to me in a friendly way．At that time．I 　　10　　 pride．Jame　William's Son, these three 　　11　　 opened a door to an adult's respect and trust．

　　That day I 　　12　　 that a good name was of great importance．My father's good name had won our neighbors' respect for our family．A good name, and the responsibility(责任)that came with 　　13　　 encouraged us a lot．They made us be 　　14　　 than we might be．We also wanted to be regarded as good people．　　15　　 acting like good people for a long time, we became good out of good habits．

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　　My father died when I was a few months old．After his death, my mother moved back to Louisville, Kentucky, where 　　1　　 had grown up．We lived in a small house with her older sister, Marion, and their mother．This was a time when being a single 　　2　　 was still considered unusual．

　　When I was small, there was a children’s book called The Happy Family, and it was a real piece of work．Dad worked all day log at the office, Mom cooked in the kitchen, and brother and sister always had friends sleeping over．The image of the family in this book was typical(典型的)of the time．It looked 　　3　　 like my family, but luckily that wasn’t the way I heard it．The way my Aunt Marion read it to me made the story really 　　4　　．

　　Kind－hearted and open-minded, my aunt was the one who played baseball with me, who took me horseback riding, who took me to the father-son dinners and who gave me lessons on how to drive．Believing that anything 　　5　　 was probably good for, she 　　6　　 to get a loan(贷款)so that I could go to Africa to work as a volunteer, which was my most important experience．

　　As a young girl, Aunt Marion always planned to have a large number of children of her own, but she never got married．This 　　7　　 that she was free to spend all her time taking care of me．Many people say we have a lot in common．She always 　　8　　 me to do my best．She never 　　9　　 to make me believe that I could do anything with my life that I wanted, if I only tried hard enough．

　　For more than sixty years, Aunt Marion didn’t and still don’t think of herself．

　　　　10　　 she is forced to come up to the front, my aunt will stand in the back in family photos, and she doesn’t think that her efforts have made much 　　11　　．I honor my aunt, who taught me the things my 　　12　　 couldn’t．so every June for the past 40 years, in growing thankfulness to my Aunt Marion, I’ve sent her a Father’s Day card．

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