James Brown
He no longer had his mother’s loving arms nor his grandfather’s strong hands, but the Christian Children’s Home, with its routines, consistency and Christian ideals, gave little Jimmy Brown the security that one needs to become a successful and happy adult. For many children, the orphanage in Holdrege, Nebraska served as a refuge from abuse, no child should have to endure.
Little Jimmy Brown, The Orphan Boy is an inside look into growing up in an orphanage. Jim Brown asks you to consider his memoirs in the important debate over which is better for children - orphanages or foster care? Little Jimmy was left in the orphanage's care at the age of three. For him, the hundred and one boys and girls became his brothers and sisters, the matrons and superintendents his only adult contact with the orphanage as his home.
James Brown is now living in Huntington Beach keeping busy treating patient’s in their homes with the Visiting Nurse Association. He is a Physical Therapist of 38 years. He and his wife Charlotte has two grown boys and 5 grandsons. The next book about his life during high school is his next project.
Miracles do happen in everybody’s lifetime and for me to write this story about my life in an orphanage occurred because of the miracle I am about to tell you. I am a physical therapist of thirty-five years, and this part of my story started approximately twelve years ago. I had five physical therapy offices throughout Orange County in California. Having a business in California, you also have legal complications. I was dealing with a lawyer who was helping me with my will and estate planning. At lunch on our last meeting, he asked me where I came from before coming to California.
I told him that I was raised in an orphanage forty years ago in Holdrege, Nebraska. He, in turn, said that he had graduated from a Nebraska law school, and his mother still lived in Alma, Nebraska, which was close to Holdrege. I went to his office to pick up my papers, and he said that he had spoken with his mother that evening. He had mentioned to her about the orphanage, and she told him that there was a one-hundred year orphanage reunion to be held at the orphanage that next week. She said she would save the local newspaper with the articles and send them to her son. Miracle number one.
Three years later, I had an opportunity to sell my practice of five offices, and I needed his legal help again. I called this attorney to set up an appointment to discuss the situation.
At the end of our conversation, he said, “Oh, by the way, I still have those papers my mother sent me about the orphanage reunion.”
