Absolute Must: View On Black
My grandfather bought this tiny ring for my grandmother right at the turn of the century, and James Jefferson Lane and Callie Rebecca Zion were wed. They had seven children, the last of whom was my mother. I have such fond memories of their warmth, their beauty, their love, their open-mindedness, their compassion. My grandfather was a teacher, a farmer and an orchardist. When the Great Depression threatened his entire community, he fed the people. He built a school and fed the children with knowledge. And best of all, when I was a little boy, he sat me on his lap, smoked his pipe and sang to me. My favorite memory of my grandmother Callie is her bending way over to ask me what color sweater I wanted her to knit for me. Being a child, I said red. And she did it. Gloriously. Everything they did, they did with love. And they gave me my mother and her siblings, who enriched me beyond belief with their character, their humor, their compassion and their inner beauty. I am truly blessed.
If there’s a great Flickr in the sky, I love you, Grandma and Grandpa, Mom and Uncle Jay and Uncle Bascomb and Uncle Dalton and Aunt Lou and Aunt Jane. 🙂