I hated to have my picture taken outside. The sun hurt my eyes.
I lived with my Grandparents.
I wasn’t in school because church school kids started at age 6.
I would recite verses from the Bible in front of church often.
Nightly I prayed with my Grand mommy.
I loved my little cousin Lee, He and I became playmates.
I missed my Mama, I thought she was an angel that came to visit sometimes. She smelled so good.
We lived in a small town called Pixley, California. In the valley of California, You knew everyone. No TV, so people visited on their front porch or yard. My grand mommy would stand by the fence talking to the neighbors a lot.
I played mostly with my Uncle Buddy, Aunt Sweetie, and Auntie Sug.
I was a lonely little girl.
I was and still am a chatter Box. I must have drove my Grand mommy half nuts…but she listened and loved me always.
I had make believe friends, If they could talk about me now, what did I share with them and no one else.
Family was the most important thing. We seemed to always have visits from different branches of the family.
Always room for one more at my grandparents table…always a lot of good food.
I did not like many foods. I was very thin.
When I was 5 years old…..