My mother was a difficult lady. This is her high school graduation photo.
She wasn't happy. Her family was dirt poor and her options when she graduated from Middletown High school in 1942 were few. She wanted art school but ended up clerking at Grants' Department Store. She married for the wrong reasons, and my father, brothers, and I suffered from her resentments, crushed dreams, and depression. If she were a character in a play, she would be Sally Durant Plummer in Follies.
Unlike my father, her love was conditional. I loved her, but I can honestly say I do not miss her. I do hope she is at peace.