Mary Pauline Chapter, my mom's mother, was born in Baltimore, Maryland, and died in Brooklyn, New York, when she was 36. She left behind a husband and 6 living children, one deceased. Life was tough years ago, with little medical care and few medicines to treat the ill. TB ran rampant through the tenement houses. They had no treatment in 1919, when Mary died. In my mind though, I see a lovely young woman who cared for her family. She would look something like my mother and have a gentle touch.
Of course I wouldn't be here without my father, and I knew his mother, Grandmother Clara, quite well. We visited them in Olney, Texas, on Sunday afternoons, and my memories of her are pleasant. She was a fun lady, who liked to tease. I have no pictures of her as a young girl. I was told their house caught fire, and in those days when you lived in the country, the house burned to the ground, along with most of her photographs, except a few that she rescued. Here's a photo of me with Grandmother Clara and Grandfather Soley. Taken so long ago.
So I remember my grandmother on the past Mother's Day too.
I also have a third grandmother, Fanny Young, the wonderful woman who gave my mother a home when she needed it. Here's a picture of her.
Lorena is the girl on the horse. The woman is Fanny Young, foster mother. The boy is Fanny's nephew.
I'm very blessed to have known such wonderful women.