My mother died in a car accident when I was two years old.  She was the youngest of eight children born to my grandmother.  By 1955, my grandmother had buried her husband, three babies, and two adult children, one of them being my mother. As a little girl, I would go to the nearby cemetery with… Read More Don’t Forget the Babies!!!

My mother died in a car accident when I was two years old.  She was the youngest of eight children born to my grandmother.  By 1955, my grandmother had buried her husband, three babies, and two adult children, one of them being my mother. As a little girl, I would go to the nearby cemetery with… Read More Don’t Forget the Babies!!!