His Daughter…
On February 7, 1981, we had our first baby. Her mother was
so excited. At that time, I wasn’t in the room to see the baby and had to be
called in later to see her after my wife had given birth. We previously decided
to name her Jenelle Nicole Robinson. I had planned to spell her name Janelle,
but her mother spelled it Jenelle. I wanted to change it, but I didn’t.
When I saw her…I just stayed there looking at her….
Finally we were able to bring her home and everything was
different because we now had a baby waking us up at night. She grew…and was an
important part of our life…
As she started growing up, Jenelle and I became buddies. I
carried her around with me a lot….
A few unfortunate episodes happened while Jenelle was a
child. We had to take her to the doctor to get her arm put back in place…we use
to swing her around by her arms, which is what was popping her arm out of place…after
multiple times of this happening, the doctor told us to stop swinging her
around by her arms.
There was another issue with Jenelle…she had recurring ear
infections. She had to get tubes put in her ears. When they picked her up, she
yelled and cried, “daddy, don’t let them take me daddy!!!” I was crying and my
wife called me a big baby…
The first time I gave her a whooping (when she was a little
child), I had to go outdoors and cry. My wife made fun of me for crying.
When I would go speak (ministry related) at different
places, Jenelle went with me a lot. She didn’t go with her mother a lot, but
with me when I would go places and share the Word of God. I believe it did have
an impact on her knowledge and skill in the Word of God.
When Jenelle was older (junior high and high school), I saw
her as a very smart student. She was a straight A student for the most part. She
was pretty active in church….but as she grew up, she tried to express her own
independence and we would get angry with each other. She [often] tried to
challenge my authority. We had our share of arguments….[we grew closer as she
got older…]
His Son…
My son was born December 27, 1983. He was born in Baptist
hospital on a cold and dreary day. I was in the room for his birth (I was not
for my daughter’s). My son was “naturally” born. There were no drugs used (like
with my daughter). When he came out, there was all this “matter” all over him.
They started wiping all that stuff off, and I thought, “I thought this was a
boy, but all this wiping off of this matter, they might wipe off what I thought
showed me he was a little boy!” After they cleaned him up, I saw that he was a
little boy.
Once we got home, I showed my daughter the baby, but when
she saw the baby crying, she said, “daddy, that baby wants its mommy and daddy!”
I had to explain to her who his “mommy and daddy” was.
As he started growing, we eventually put him in a daycare
with his sister. The daycare people said that “Jenelle would just sit at the
daycare all day watching to make sure nobody was doing anything to her brother.”
As Kelvin grew, he used to ask me, “daddy, are we buddies?”
I would tell him, “yes son, we are buddies.”
One time, we went to Wild River Country, and Kelvin got
stuck in a tube…he was about 7 or 8 years old…I can’t swim, but I had to go
down the tube to try to get him out…
Kelvin was very argumentative…as well, he liked to tussle
with me….I would always show him that he was “not quite there yet” as I would
overcome him in wrestling…
As Kelvin went through school, he was a very smart kid. But
when he got to the 6th grade and on, he seems to back off on making
good grades…I think it was because he was trying to be cool based on the other
guys around him…. But Kelvin had an excellent memory as he grew up…though he
wouldn’t always do well on tests, if he had a good teacher, he could do well on
the test simply from memory…
In the 9th grade, he became a baseball player for
Parkview (though he was in junior high)…later he playing baseball at
J.A. Fair where he did pretty well…he played outside of school in the summers
as well…on one occasion, he got hit in the head with a baseball….as time
progressed, he started having seizures…we went to the doctor who suggested
medications…we went to get a second opinion and in the time between that first
and second opinion, he died…
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