One of my favorite photos is four generations of women which I have turned into an art quilt - in fact, that art quilt also shows the fifth generation. At the top you see me as bundle-of-baby in my mother's lap at about 2 months, I guess. Behind my mother is her mother -- who had a lifelong bonnet wearing habit, -- and her mother who I don't remember except for this photograph. Lower down in the quilt is my mother, me and my oldest daugther, Leslie. Leslie has chosen not to have children but all the women in the quilt photos are first daughters. I don't know if that has psychological significance. I tend to think it must.
In the contemporary photo, actually taken last night, I am obviously the gray haired one. In my lap is Stella who is almost six months old, along with her grandmother, Rachel, and mother, Cory, is behind us, the young very pretty one. So we have a total of seven generations of women in these two photographs. I find that staggering.
The mid-70s are a surprise! Part of me remains in the 50s -- age, I mean, not decade of 20th century. It's a joy ride, new experiences land in my lap and I've become a better quilter, poet, writer than I expected. It's a rich life for a person never rich financially. Hey, this is what the mid-70s are like!