Photos that are squeezed between others that I haven't used tend to get buried. I may have already shared one of them but maybe not. I mowed the yard both front and back this morning as it had stopped raining. It did start raining at two in the afternoon. Two other neighbors were out there mowing also to get it done before the next rainfall. We have very green grass with all of the moisture. It looks great for this time of the year. It may slow down the leaves turning color.
I took the shot and have never shared it as it doesn't fit in with anything. My Grandmother married twice. She lost her husband, my grandfather Brown, in 1937. She remarried and lost her second husband in 1961. We lost her in 1973 from cancer. She worked hard and had so little to live on but enjoyed what little she had. I have quilts that she made. I have that wedding dress and the gold bracelet. I have it only because I was the last person standing.
My grandfather Brown in the picture, my mom's dad, had a name that we as kids laughed about. Jim Croce wrote a song about "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown". "He was the baddest man in the whole dang town. Meaner than a junk yard dog, bigger than ole Kind Kong". Actually Leroy Martin Brown was a smaller guy who was known as a horse trader. He dug graves at cemeteries and looked for work a lot. Keeping his wife and three kids fed was difficult for him. My grandmother helped neighbor women birth children and I assume they gave her food in payment for that work. For survival, my grandmother married a widowed farmer. So when I look at the wedding photo I thinks of so many stories.
Thanks for stopping by today, Yes, I am a grandson of a horse trader.