This is my great-great-grandmother, on her farm in Woodriver Ilinois, circa probably the early 40’s.
She lived alone in a wonderful old farmhouse on the outskirts of town. My mom remembers riding her bike ‘way out to great-grandmothers place’ as a girl. g.g.grandma made her own apple butter, was an amazing cook, and could wring a chickens neck and have it in the frying pan before you could wash up for dinner. One time they couldn’t find her…called her name and could hear her calling back…they finally spotted her on the ROOF hanging shingles!
If she were alive today, I suppose she wouldn’t have much use for modern conveniences, probably preferring, a well-stocked kitchen, and her own tools to all of our electronics and things. And I’m sure she never dreamed that someday her great-great-granddaughter would share this picture of her that the whole world could see with the touch of a button.
Can you imagine what my great-great-granddaughter will be doing?! How primitive what I do today will be to her?! I can only hope that I leave something of my own behind…a photo or other memento…that she would want to share with others.