
Here's my brother Lee in full cowboy regalia --one of his favorite toys in those days.
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Bedtime was a bit of a struggle trying to get her to sleep in an unfamiliar setting -- a playpen set up in my office, carefully positioned so she couldn't reach my computer or papers on the desk, etc. She whined and fussed, but mean old "Grammy" just rubbed her back and talked to her in a soothing voice and refused to pick her up and let her get out.
That's when she decided to try her feminine wiles on her grandpa, sweetly calling out, "Paw-Paw, Paw-Paw" to the guy she'd ignored all evening, trying to get him to rescue her. She finally gave up and dozed off when he came in and gave her a kiss but wouldn't pick her up either. We got a good laugh at her tactics -- little girls learn fast, don't they!


He wrote:
"Was thumbing through this old book: "Civil Government of North Carolina and the United States" copyright 1907, but obviously still using it when mama was in school. Did some "googling" to catch up on history. U.S. amendment gave women right to vote in 1920, but NC didn't ratify it until 1971."
In case you can't decipher the text, the part of the law that caught his eye on the left-hand page reads --
DISQUALIFICATIONS FOR VOTING AND HOLDING OFFICE
280. As to Age and Sex -- The privilege of voting is confined to those who are deemed able to defend it. A woman cannot vote in North Carolina. She may, however, impress her views, sentiments, and interests upon those who make the laws and elect the officers. She may train children to love God and country; she may fix in their hearts the proper principles of truth, justice, and humanity; she may teach them to know and maintain their rights and liberties, and those who prevent justice to those who cannot help themselves...

This one taken when we lived at our grandmother's farm in Pleasant Garden shows that we really did get a real snowfall back in olden days.

My dad at age 21 with his 1940 Ford. (Guess we know now where my bony knees came from.
