As I get older, I think about “the good old days” and the way things used to be. In the second Etta book, Remembering Etta Bend, I included remembrances of two of Ma and Pappy Latty’s children, Georgia Latty Cochran and my mother, Susie Latty Day. As I’m sure they would agree, they were pretty well […]
Remembering
·Americans have fought in many wars since the Revolution and freedom has exacted a high price. Many lives have been given, much blood shed, many hearts broken down through the years. To me, the most incomprehensible and divisive of all the wars was the Civil War. I am not convinced that it was inevitable. It tore […]
Times Like These
·In uncertain times, we need an anchor, something unchangeable that we can cling to. It helps to have reminders that people have gone through hard times before now, and survived. My granddaughter and I are interested in genealogy. She has traced one line of our ancestry back to the 1400s. Now, that’s a long time […]
Remembering Summer
Those summer memories of childhood! I remember running barefoot through tickly grass, walking through dusty places and feeling warm dust puff up between my toes, dancing quickly over rocks that were too hot for lingering. Summer was hot, but I didn’t mind. It was the way summer was supposed to be. Of course, if we had […]
Mother’s Day
·On Mother’s Day, Mom always wore a corsage of white roses to church. Used to be that was the custom–if your mother was no longer with you, you wore white flowers; if she was still here, you wore red flowers. That tradition has probably flown, like so many. I was singularly blessed to have Susie […]