Happy Mother’s Day to Gigi! She still has the nicest legs, prettiest smile, and bestest sit-awhile front porch in Danville. I wished for a photo that she says doesn’t exist except in memories, which is of her in a yellow pantsuit and a sexy auburn fall and headband. She met us at the front door, when we got off the school bus, wearing this darling new look. Our mother looked like That Girl or Ann Margret! It was in Nashville, 1967-68, and she was going to see Mel Tillis recording at a downtown studio. I love that photo, even if it is only in my heart.
I also LOVE this charcoal of Mama, made way before she was our Mama. She says she doesn’t like it, and I can see why she prefers the photo on which it is based. Because it is gorgeous. But I grew up knowing that the artist who created the charcoal version was a sailor on an aircraft carrier. And to this day, I think her hair looks like the ocean by moonlight.
Another day, we’ll talk about the steel out of which my magnolia mother is made.
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