Sepia Saturday challenges bloggers to share family history through old photographs.
This week’s Sepia Saturday photo prompt is a suitcase. A suitcase implies travel, maybe for business, maybe for pleasure. But sometimes we are just fed up and need to get away.
What kid has never felt the need to teach their parents a lesson and just pack up and leave? Ask my sister – she’ll tell you.
Baby sister Mary Jollette was about 6 or 7 years old when she had had enough. Why? Because of this woman. . . .
Yes, our mother. According to Mary Jollette, Momma was no fun and she never let her have any fun either. Momma steadfastly refused to let Mary Jollette take ballet classes. No future Margot Fonteyn for this family! And no horseback riding lessons either. No riding “The Pie” to victory in the Grand National. What’s a child to do?
Run away, of course. That'll show'em.
|Grandma - Lucille Davis|
#1 - Grandma was tired of hearing Mary Jollette whine and fuss, so she told her to go, just run away. Grandma even helped her pack. Mary Jollette didn’t have a proper suitcase, child-size or otherwise, so they used a paper bag.
|Friend - Rusty Taylor|
#2 – Mary Jollette knew she could rely on her best buddy Rusty Taylor for aid and company while giving Momma time to come to her senses and pay for ballet.
|Nancy Taylor (the Mean Woman is behind Rusty)|
#3 – Rusty’s mother Nancy (Momma’s BFF, by the way) would never turn away a kid who was like her own.
THE ESCAPE ROUTE
From our house, it was just a short walk to the corner where Grandma lived and then a left turn onto Frailey. The safe house was the second one on the left.
A long time passed. Maybe a couple hours. The phone rang. Nancy said it was time for Mary Jollette to go home. So she went.
Momma didn’t say anything about the running away business. But she did complain loud and long about Grandma packing ALL those clothes that Momma then had to put away. Where was Grandma then?
Please travel to Sepia Saturday – no need to pack a suitcase!