My aunt posted a picture of my father's father's mother's mother last night. I'd never seen a picture of her before and that was pretty neat. I liked that I didn't have to have mixed feelings about this one.
I don't know a lot about her. I know she was twice widowed. I know she came here from Italy and worked as a washwoman in the small town in Arkansas where she settled. I know she didn't speak English, but she understood it. My grandfather would speak to her in English and she would answer in Italian. I know he adored her and I know that because of the look in his eyes when he talked about her.
In the picture, her shirt has a wild pattern and that made me really happy.
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