*i hope to highlight different individuals from my family over a series of posts and tell their stories. today, i’ll start with the matriarch of our family, maw maw betty.
growing up, she was always grandma betty to me, but the girls said maw maw instead of grandma, so it stuck. maw maw betty she is.
i’ve been meaning to get to a post about grandmother’s and her, specifically, for quite some time, but never did have the pictures i wanted. when i was back in mt. vernon for my cousin’s funeral, we spent a lot of time at my grandma’s house looking through the box of photos i never did get to pore over before i moved in july. she gave me free reign and came home with the mother-lode.
she was born to jesse and lola belle on december 26, 1926, and just celebrated her 83rd birthday. she has been a solid, constant source of love in my life and has held the family together through her stoic grace & determination in her faith. she is an unapologetic southern baptist who regards her family in terms of their own faith, which is why keep my views to myself. i don’t need her praying over me and my 5 jews any more than she already does.
my grandma took care of her family when her husband couldn’t do it, for one reason or another. she supported 6 kids on meager wages because she was forced to and she still works now because she needs to more than she wants to. i still don’t know all of the stories about why she had to work, but it was required and i have an inkling of an idea, but will have to share those stories when i know them.
on to the photos.
the clan without my grandpa in the church bulletin. they had 6 children in 14 years and my mom said there were at least 2 miscarriages. the kids’ names all start with J and their middles initials are B, C, D, E, F starting with the 2nd child. my mom disn’t have a middle name until she took her maiden name when she married.
the photos are only memories of a time gone by and a life lived hard. she’s my hero for what she’s done and what she still does. she’d fight tooth and nail for us and is our rock. i can’t bear the thought of what will pass when she does. she held us together when sean died and i wonder who will hold us together when she does.