On Last Morrow’s kitchen wall hung a family portrait that included that little girl, grown up and so old her faced looked like a dried-up apple. I was a little girl myself then, and it was impossible to imagine that I could ever be that old.
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Do you know who they are?. I don’t recognize anyone.
Yes. It’s the Brown family, but before my grandfather was born. The two youngest are his older sisters. The woman on the right and the man behind her are Baga and Banks–Charles’ parents. The woman in the center is the great grandmother and to the left the grandmother, I believe. Grammy annotated everything — little bread crumbs for me to follow, years and years downstream.