Mae's Real Stories

Memories for Miriam, Alice, Theo, Delia, Tessa and anyone else who would like to be here

Saturday, January 13, 2007


Myrtle's Story

Myrtle wrote this story for Miriam, Alice, Theo, Delia, and Tessa.

When I was a little girl, your great grandmother Evelyn lived in our house. She was an artist. She had painted a number of pictures to illustrate a children's book, and they hung in my sister Merilyn and my bedroom. There were two of them, and I never heard what the story was about. We also had an embroidered poem that was framed and hung over our chest of drawers. I would crawl up on top of the furniture to read it, and would get in trouble. When I had children, I asked my Mother what had happened to the pictures. She still had them, and I hung them in my daughter's room, and then when my daughter Brenda's children were born, they hung in their room. I have them stored away in a closet waiting for her first granddaughter to be born. I don't know what happened with the embroidered poem.

I am not as artistic as your great grandmother, but I do embroider. I made quilts for each of my grandchildren. I needed a little help with the last two, as our son's wife had twins. My daughters helped me finish them in time for their birth. I think all 9 quilts are still in existence awaiting the births of my great grandchildren.

When your grandmother was a child, her parents and Arny and Elaine spent a summer near Boulder, Colorado. While there, your great grandmother did a painting of the Flat Irons, a mountain formation that could be seen from our kitchen window. She gave me the painting, and my daughter Debbie has it hanging in her front hall.

One of the other favorite paintings of hers is a still life featuring a bible, a wine cup, and a challah. I watched her paint a similar one that hung in our dining room for many years. My mother let one of our relatives have it, much to the dismay of my sister and me. She painted another one for my sister, who has it hanging in her home.

I have many happy memories of your great grandmother. She was very ill the last few years of her life, but she never complained, and showed all of us how to live and die with dignity.


In Myrtle's story, she told about some children's book illustrations that my mother once made. Elaine has this illustration at her house:

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