My Take
DiVoran Lites
In her last photo, standing by a big fountain
Grandmother was tiny.
She never seemed tiny before.
She was the matriarch of the family
And we all tried to please her.
She was right to think she knew a few things.
Born in Illinois in 1897, she was the first of 13
Marie helped with everything.
Kid care was just a part of life and…
She especially enjoyed looking after chickens.
She was one of the fortunate who got all the
The way through eighth grade.
For a while, she was the teacher
Since teachers were hard to find in rural spots.
I’ll bet she kept the big boys in line,
Maybe with some help from her brothers.
When her mother died of female problems
Marie was already married and had two boys
Marie took in the two smallest sisters.
One trick she had was to get the four
Ready for church then rest the legs of the bed
On each dress-tail so the children wouldn’t get dirty.
Yes, very little boys wore dresses in those days.
So much I could tell you about Grandmother Marie.
She loved us all and went back to visit her dad and siblings.
While Granddad was a guard at the Colorado State Penitentiary
Grandmother ran her beauty shop,
They also had an apartment house
Victorian with a beautiful yard and
Chickens in a pen out by the garage.
She went to the hospital and to the morgue to “do hair”
For those who couldn’t help themselves.
In extreme old age, she got a job in a nursing home
Where Granddad had to live by then
She was loved in that town
And they gave her a little room
With a phone
It was her paid job to answer if it rang during the night.
Some people say, “All I Know I Owe to my Darling Mother,”
But I say all I know I owe to my darling mother and my
Stalwart Grandmother.
I’m looking forward to seeing both in Heaven.
Marie and her sweet, adorable little granddaughter: me
I think I’m trying to get away. I don’t think she wanted this picture taken.
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