Changing Times

I remember when Christian Dior came out with his "New Look." The War was winding down and women needed a "New Look." Of course we couldn't afford to buy a special dress, so I made one about the time we were leaving Galveston. The skirt was longer and was circular, and I used a dark green fabric.

Bought a black felt hat to go with it, with a perky feather that stuck up. I really felt "spiffy" in that new dress and hat—new style and all.

I don’t remember the first time I voted, but I do remember the day FDR died. We were preparing to leave Galveston that spring to move to Fort Worth. We lived one block from the hospital. Many of our friends came by on their way home just to chat and to wonder what was in store for our country after all those years of FDR’s term. And who was Harry Truman, anyway!

My Mama, Nancy Ann Reynolds, died in Frankston, TX., at the age of 90, on September 17, 1945. She was living there with her oldest daughter, Aunt Sister. The funeral was in the church there, and Mama was buried in Athens beside my Aunt Lura. I guess I don’t remember anything about that funeral.