Born to run
This is a pic of me on my grandfather’s lap at his home in Farmville Virginia in August 1959.
Grandpa Dowdy was my mother’s dad and although I don’t remember him well I do think of him when I’m in my garden working on the tomatoes that I learned to love down in Farmville behind his house.
He was a farmer who worked hard to raise my mom and her 9 sisters and 3 brothers in their 2 bedroom house.
They had 300 acres of land and with few exceptions they lived off of the land. The stories my mom has shared with us our amazing.
