a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Wednesday, December 22, 2010


In the thinning mode,
trying to clean and sort,
making life easier.
I've discovered things I had forgotten
and memories I will never forget.

A picture of me, Mom and Granny Pruett
and my first New Testament.
I noticed in this picture,
 we all have a spot of purple.
The love of purple
must run in my veins.

Granny Pruett, Mom's Mom, was a midwife.  We found her midwife's license in The Box I showed in an earlier post. 

There was also a letter from what is now the state health department.  At that time it was against the law for fathers' names to be on the birth certificate if you were not married. 

Granny, who took it upon herself to add the father's name when completing a birth certificate, was being reprimanded by the aforementioned department. Although they were confident that she was in a position to know the father of each child born in the community, she must cease and desist supplying those names or they would recall her license.

God, I loved that women!  Way to go, Granny!


Pat said...

She sounds like a strong woman; now I know where you get it from!

Teresa aka JW said...

Don't you love that photo? I do too. Photos are so endearing. I worry with the digital age, that future generations will not run onto these types of photos in attics. We're not printing like we use to.

Sunny said...

There's nothing warmer than a fond memory. I love that Granny has her apron on, like she was whisked out of the kitchen to have her picture taken :)
☼ Sunny

Rudee said...

Your Granny was a fascinating woman! I can see where you get your beliefs in justice...and the color purple.

Rural Rambler said...

What a great old photo Gail! Makes me want to go to the basement and look for the old pics of my Mom and Grandma. I never thought of putting a shot of Mom on my blog!

Sweet photo. Love old photos.

~Tonia said...

Love it! Especially the little bit about her putting the names on the Birth certificates!

LindaG said...

What a wonderful story!

*Hugs* ♥

Nezzy said...

Sounds like Granny might of been a rebel...kinda like someone else who shall remain nameless! Heeehehe!

It's quite obvious that ya come from some very strong stock there sister!!!

Loved the photo :o)

God bless and enjoy your memories and the day my friend!!!

EmptyNester said...

A rather progressive Granny- how wonderful!

I took a picture at the festival of lights the other night with you and Patrice in mind. Take a look if you have time!

Rob said...

I expect she was only doing what she felt was right. I like old photo's.

Linda in New Mexico said...

What a woman...yay for her. And yes I would say that the fruit didn't fall very far from the (strong woman) tree. Memories like yours are like gold. It is wonderful that you are sharing your treasure with us.
Merry Christmas, TOB, Linda

John Gray jgsheffield@hotmail.com said...

love granny Pruitts pic

looks like the lovely jane darwell in the GRAPES OF WRATH!

Melanie said...

Awww... thanks for sharing your memories with us.: )
My great grandmother (and her mother) were both midwives as well. It's a small worl, isn't it?

Laughing Orca Ranch said...

Bravery, tenacity and the desire to do what's right must run in the family :)

You are blessed to have such special family memories, Gail. :)


Nora said...

Your grandmother was a feminist well ahead of her time.

Rising Rainbow said...

Sounds like my kind of woman, your granny. Good for her.

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