especially if I had gotten up on the wrong side of the bed.
"Good Morning Mary Sunshine".
Oh how that irritated me as I got older.
I feel sad thinking about that now...
That was the first song I learned to play on the electric organ.
We're talking 1962 here, thank goodness it wasn't the accordion...
Like my brother Billy!
Losing her mother at just 13 and not being able
to go off to college, as her two siblings had.
She was a child of the Great Depression.
A wagon rollover.
The mule pulling the wagon lay on it's side
(in the ditch for hours) and didn't move until help came.
If it had moved it would have killed my grandfather.
and got another degree so she could support her family.
She became one of the very first female doctors in Washington State.
That was a real accomplishment (for a woman) at the turn of the century.
(no seat belts back then).
Not a good start to the new school year.
The picture below shows her a few years later
with her very stylish "Flapper" hairdo.
The Depression had made that impossible.
She worked and put herself through nursing school.
That was not her choice but what was available.
I am sad to say I have no idea what she had aspired to be.
I do know that she was artistic and loved poetry.
She had me late in life. A surprise at the age of 40.
I think maybe it was also a slight embarrassment.
She worked her regular shift the day I was born.
She hid her pregnancy in order to keep on working.
She did the best she could...
Mother was slightly vain about her looks.
Saddened about the fact that she lost her beauty early on.
That's what a hard life can do to you.
This song is for you.
(click on picture to listen to the song)