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My Mum in the early 1920s
The Sunday Challenge: It's Mothers day here in North America so let's honour our Mums, wives, sisters, any female that may be or wants to be a Mom. So I think we need a few words ON the picture, not under it.
My Mum was one of the most energetic women I have ever known. Living in a town dairy in Dundee, and being the eldest of 12 children, she was expected to hand milk the cows before she went to school, and eventually before work, until she married my Dad. She was a marvellous Scottish country dancer and a fantastic knitter, making Fair-isle jumpers, dresses, baby-clothes for her 5 grandchildren, and even socks for the British forces during the Second World War years. Such a lovely wife, Mother and Grandmother, I still miss her positive outlook on life after all these years.
The notes show my Mum as a baby in 1902, and one of the last photos of her taken in 1975 with me and her youngest Granddaughter.
Her favourite poem which she often used to recite by heart was called 'Somebody's Mother'. I guess she must have learnt it at school during the First World War. Reading it now brings a huge lump in my throat and tears to my eyes. There is a link to it here:
www.potw.org/archive/potw135.html
Somebody's Mother
My Mum was one of the most energetic women I have ever known. Living in a town dairy in Dundee, and being the eldest of 12 children, she was expected to hand milk the cows before she went to school, and eventually before work, until she married my Dad. She was a marvellous Scottish country dancer and a fantastic knitter, making Fair-isle jumpers, dresses, baby-clothes for her 5 grandchildren, and even socks for the British forces during the Second World War years. Such a lovely wife, Mother and Grandmother, I still miss her positive outlook on life after all these years.
The notes show my Mum as a baby in 1902, and one of the last photos of her taken in 1975 with me and her youngest Granddaughter.
Her favourite poem which she often used to recite by heart was called 'Somebody's Mother'. I guess she must have learnt it at school during the First World War. Reading it now brings a huge lump in my throat and tears to my eyes. There is a link to it here:
www.potw.org/archive/potw135.html
Somebody's Mother
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Tanja
Best wishes ... Steve
Thank you for the poem, too.
Our dear mothers' memories do live in our hearts.
Somebody said that we die only when we are forgotten...
What a lovely tribute to your mother, one of the hard-working women for which Dundee in particular is renowned. You can see the same smile of the elegant young twenty something in the smile of the grandmother in later life. Lovely to see a picture of you, too!
auch die Aufnahme von 1975 gefällt mir sehr, Deine Mutter umfasst das Füßchen ihres Enkelkindes, süß!
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