tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post2755829048372510057..comments2024-02-26T00:38:41.733-05:00Comments on Jollett Etc.: Sepia Saturday: The HelpWendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-80630825093083917682013-01-31T05:10:38.187-05:002013-01-31T05:10:38.187-05:00Oh I would bet they went home telling stories abou...Oh I would bet they went home telling stories about your family to theirs over dinner, retelling possibly details that escaped you and your folks. I'm not a sociologist but, given the mentality of that era, did they expect to be included in those family photographs? I think not, even if they were part of that family life. My maternal grandma had "help", but white women, who were befriended by the whole family. My mom stayed in touch with Marie her whole life, 'till Marie died of old age, and she was friend with her three daughters. I've even met Marie myself on a few occasions and her daughters too. Nice folks!! I don't think one should look down on people being "helpful" as one's life wouldn't be the same without them.<br />:)~ <br />HUGZBruno Lalibertéhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09607511642101907283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-72095905421332198572013-01-30T13:15:19.553-05:002013-01-30T13:15:19.553-05:00I'm sure that looked scandalous!I'm sure that looked scandalous! Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-75141773067783418532013-01-30T12:54:24.601-05:002013-01-30T12:54:24.601-05:00A FULL sized Milky Way? How fun is that! I'm...A FULL sized Milky Way? How fun is that! I'm a Snickers girl, myself, because I like the nuts.Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-47147918683940107592013-01-30T12:51:37.286-05:002013-01-30T12:51:37.286-05:00Aw shucks - thanks!Aw shucks - thanks!Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-21071202000781882352013-01-29T23:30:53.265-05:002013-01-29T23:30:53.265-05:00Our family stories come in all shapes, sizes and c...Our family stories come in all shapes, sizes and colors and you tell your with honesty and humor. That's why we enjoy them!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-55169485898512117482013-01-29T12:36:43.610-05:002013-01-29T12:36:43.610-05:00Oh boy, you just brought a very old memory to the ...Oh boy, you just brought a very old memory to the forefront of my brain of Mrs. Stover, the woman who would come sit with us while my parents went out in the evening. She always showed up in a white nurse's dress (she was not a nurse, as far as I know) and would bring us each a full sized Milky Way candy bar. Not only do I not have any pictures of her, I don't even know her first name :-(Debi Austenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17409492643470603926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-79404861372046647192013-01-28T13:42:48.269-05:002013-01-28T13:42:48.269-05:00Oops I had more to say before my laptop went out! ...Oops I had more to say before my laptop went out! I have a funny family story to share about the help too! My grandfather once owned a gas station store with his house attached. It was Arizona and he hired lots of mexican help from just across the border (to work the land) but also a wonderful mother with six children. My grandfather let her and the children live inside his house (yes with him) her husband was a ranch hand- but when we came to visit one summer my mother was so angry that "she and her children" lived inside while we were there! hahaha- but what was my grandpa to do right?!!!!21 Witshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00071361755673253230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-51907078403043302902013-01-28T13:38:24.714-05:002013-01-28T13:38:24.714-05:00Oh thanks so much I love a good story and especial...Oh thanks so much I love a good story and especially such great photos too!21 Witshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00071361755673253230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-22151196077862033872013-01-28T08:44:18.797-05:002013-01-28T08:44:18.797-05:00I was actually surprised at the number of posts re...I was actually surprised at the number of posts reflecting on race because I had thought I'd be out there on my own. But I was in good company!Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-56168336463286829122013-01-28T00:23:23.508-05:002013-01-28T00:23:23.508-05:00Interesting how those of us who know the South pic...Interesting how those of us who know the South picked up on the blurred figure in the Sepia photo. It was the first thing I noticed too. My wife and I also enjoyed The Help, and though the film exaggerated reality for dramatic purpose, it definitely made us reflect on the personal experience of race in our family histories. I have a friend with an old family photo album from Savannah circa 1900. It included photos of a very old black woman, the family nanny, who was certainly old enough to have once been a slave. Photos like that are exceptionally rare and document a life style that many families try to avoid remembering. But the best family historians, like you Wendy, are honest to a fault and always tell the whole truth. Bouncy chairs and all.Mike Brubakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13065245846262417519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-72134549057161898942013-01-27T07:46:07.218-05:002013-01-27T07:46:07.218-05:00So true, although I'm not sure what history we...So true, although I'm not sure what history we can glean from that picture of my sister in her bouncy chair.Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-22732059196506930462013-01-27T07:44:56.842-05:002013-01-27T07:44:56.842-05:00I had some friends whose parents had regular clean...I had some friends whose parents had regular cleaning ladies too. One in particular would have a little snack ready for us after school.Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-42428076525131232902013-01-27T07:38:55.991-05:002013-01-27T07:38:55.991-05:00I bet her story began, "Momma, that lady fire...I bet her story began, "Momma, that lady fired me for no reason. Just threw me out!"Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-20581503377306080672013-01-27T07:36:49.513-05:002013-01-27T07:36:49.513-05:00I bet I've heard that term a time or two. We ...I bet I've heard that term a time or two. We all unlearned some things.Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-121799232826249302013-01-27T07:35:12.216-05:002013-01-27T07:35:12.216-05:00How interesting to still know your cleaning lady s...How interesting to still know your cleaning lady so many years later. I imagine Mildred could still be alive, but I doubt the others are.Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-53613627610050576142013-01-27T07:33:01.499-05:002013-01-27T07:33:01.499-05:00Thank-you!Thank-you!Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-73939284701980108212013-01-27T07:32:42.314-05:002013-01-27T07:32:42.314-05:00Thanks so much!Thanks so much!Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-90274298418745527072013-01-27T07:32:12.230-05:002013-01-27T07:32:12.230-05:00I agree with you!I agree with you!Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17863357756727783017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-4143549620018980602013-01-27T04:22:15.085-05:002013-01-27T04:22:15.085-05:00Presented, recorded and archived with Uncle Franki...Presented, recorded and archived with Uncle Frankish detail. Photograph had the habit of being all-embracing, telling the wider story and it is that which makes them great historical records.Alan Burnetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01015127443616786425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-41195102470327647832013-01-27T00:33:15.512-05:002013-01-27T00:33:15.512-05:00What a grand post, Wendy. I suppose stories were ...What a grand post, Wendy. I suppose stories were told on both sides. I wonder, though, how the first young girl could have possibly approached her story!Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12136584654825212359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-59324557237958588702013-01-26T20:46:57.563-05:002013-01-26T20:46:57.563-05:00Really enjoyed your post, which the pictures illus...Really enjoyed your post, which the pictures illustrate so well. It's great that at least Rachael got her smile in a picture. I don't think we had any "help" when I was small. But I did have to unlearn a term that my grandmother called the little black children who were playing around their shacks near Houston, especially when I moved to St. Louis.Barbara Rogershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08351113054045427775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-58342929090332224282013-01-26T18:20:42.874-05:002013-01-26T18:20:42.874-05:00It's a shame that you don't have any pictu...It's a shame that you don't have any pictures of the women who helped your household. We had an unstoppable lady who came to help Mum clean and babysat for us - luckily I have several photos of her. I bumped into her a couple of years ago, and she's just the same at 80+ :-) JoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-29432382145928993942013-01-26T17:19:06.825-05:002013-01-26T17:19:06.825-05:00I like the way you've told us about the 'h...I like the way you've told us about the 'helps' in you life. Great stories! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-16398573996484879302013-01-26T16:57:14.520-05:002013-01-26T16:57:14.520-05:00It's so special when we can recount fun memori...It's so special when we can recount fun memories like these. Good post.anyjazzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03319237414264543250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7429612700924625855.post-24864756305650051802013-01-26T15:23:03.002-05:002013-01-26T15:23:03.002-05:00Wendy, enjoyed your memories, your story telling v...Wendy, enjoyed your memories, your story telling very much. What's past is past and we can not take it back. Different times but kindness towards anybody always prevails I was taught.Lavender and Vanilla Friends of the Gardenshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05403418150146893599noreply@blogger.com