Because my sister-in-law Marcia and my sister Kate don’t mind spending time looking through photos, I have a few family photos to share.
I study the images and wonder about these people with whom I share my lineage but whom I know so little. What traits do I share with them?
I know I’m much like two great aunts from Kentucky–outspoken, opinionated and abrupt. I inherited creativity from both my mom and my dad’s side, with artists and musicians going way back. Like my father I have a red-hot temper that cools in a flash. I feel I was blessed to inherit my mom’s sense of humor.
One of my favorite memories of all time was something dad said to me. Mom was not at home, she was off visiting a sister who had just delivered yet another baby. Dad, Cathy, John and I were sitting around round oak kitchen table. We were laughing and carrying on when dad turned to me and said, “Why, you’ve inherited your mom’s humor.”
My 13-year old self was beaming from ear to ear.
What with giving birth to 11 children and cooking for an army much of her life, mom put on a few pounds over the years. Her smile remained the same.
When Mom’s two brother — Perce and Charles — came to visit at the same time, I knew I would get earaches. Both were exceptional singers and when they sang together (with mom accompanying them) my ears would pound. But, oh, I loved their concerts.
On the left, about-to-be-married Mary Scott Gash. The silhouette was made of Mom in St. Louis two or three decades later.