On this day, some 84 years ago, my Mom was born. This was during that time in American history known as "The Great Depression", and even today she has a hard time throwing anything away. A childhood picture is shown below:
This item was recently found among a box of family pictures which had been stored away. Another one of those "thousand words" it is. Those eyes tell much. Is it hope? Is it despair? Is it a longing to see the future, or a resolve to accept the present? Growing up in the hills of Eastern Kentucky could produce a lot of things. [Including Blue Racers.]
Mom does not remember having this picture taken. It must have been during her years at Slade, KY. She was the middle child of 12 young'uns, and only four remain alive at this birthday. Out of the depression years, into the hills of Appalachia, and "click" a photo was taken. What she must have faced growing up an Appalachian child. Happy Birthday Mom...you have spoken those thousand words throughout your life. I have learned from them along the way and hold your love in my heart.