Mother’s Day: Founded in Appalachia


*This post was first published on Mother’s Day, 2016. I thought I would post it again.

Mother’s Day, an important holiday to many of us, originated in Appalachia. It was founded in 1858 by Ann Jarvis. The founding of Mother’s Day was in response to the need for sanitation for new mothers since the infant mortality rate at that time was so high. Infection spread easily through mining camps and the small communities. Diseases that were prevalent were small pox, tuberculosis, whooping cough, measles, typhoid, and diptheria, to name a few.

After the Civil War in 1865, a woman named Julia Ward Howe who was both an author and an activist, wrote the lyrics to the Battle Hymn of the Republic and her husband was responsible for trying to clean up the unsanitary conditions that existed during and after the Civil War in the army camps. More men died in the camps from unsanitary conditions than were killed in the war. Howe wrote the Mother’s Day Proclamation which urged all mother’s to leave their homes for one day in June and work for peace in their communities. There existed two versions of Mother’s Day.

In May 1908, Anna Jarvis, the daughter of Anne Jarvis who established the initial version of Mother’s Day, worked tirelessly to see her mother’s vision fulfilled. She enlisted the help of others to get an official day established honoring mothers. In 1912, West Virginia became the first state to recognize Mother’s Day. Finally, in 1914, President Woodrow Wilson signed a proclamation declaring the second Sunday in May a national holiday — Mother’s Day. Its symbol became the carnation.

By the 1940s, Anna had soured on Mother’s Day as it was celebrated in modern society, particularly its commercialization. She passed away without ever becoming a mother.

Mother’s Day lives on and we celebrate our mother’s, or their memory, every year…..all thanks to a woman from Appalachia. #mothers day #appalachia


The Train


“Do you think you can meet me at the town square,” Albert asked quietly.

Juliet replied, “I will have the driver ready to take me to town as soon as he leaves. He is my friend and sometimes my confidant.”

“We will just run away, darling! It doesn’t matter if we’re married,” Albert said.

“Can we go far away? I’m afraid he’ll find me?”

Albert said, “Yes. I will keep you safe.”

Juliet and Albert met in town to leave her abusive husband. When they tried to catch the train, there he stood. Albert knocked him down with one blow.

Happy Birthday!

WordPress sent me a little note this morning wishing this site a Happy Birthday! I can hardly believe I have been blogging here for one year, but I guess it has been a year. It has been a most enjoyable year and I have learned a lot and honed my writing skills.

I want to thank all my followers and readers! Without you, I wouldn’t be here. So, in honor of you, here is a gift!


The Sanatorium


Mabel and Anne sat at Table 19, waiting for their families, in their long, white, day gowns. It was visiting day and the two twenty-something girls were anxious to see their parents and others who would perhaps come with them. They were residents of the East Lake Tuberculosis Sanatorium in a town in Virginia. It was 1906.

Both girls had been diagnosed with a medium level tuberculosis. They expected to die in the sanatorium.

Visits from family were allowed only one day per month. The first Wednesday of every month and were limited to 15 minutes. Family members had to wear some sort of gauze over their mouths as tuberculosis was thought to be quite contagious.

There they were! They couldn’t hug and it was so hard, but at least they could talk for a few minutes.

Being a tuberculosis patient in the early 1900s  was like being an inmate in a prison. Mabel and Anne were lucky. They got better and got out. Most patients did not.


New Zealand and the Clown


Casey was finally able to visit New Zealand when she graduated from college. Her mother was a native New Zealander, but she died when Casey was only seven years old.

There was a tour she wanted to take in Christchurch. The sights she would see were the result of the earthquakes Christchurch had experienced. It was called the graffiti tour.  Christchurch graffiti was special. It was beautiful paintings, painted on the backs of buildings, that were the way Christchurch residents dealt with the pain and devastation of the recent earthquakes.

The tour was fascinating. The graffiti artists had poured all the city’s pain into their work. They rounded the corner of the last building on the tour and Casey turned toward it and screamed. It was a painting of a clown. She had been holding her toy clown when she found out her mother had died.




Russ and Mary stood looking at the smoldering ruin of their home. The fire had started last night in the chimney. There wasn’t much left. It had just been a small frame house. They were in shock and didn’t quite know what to do.

They heard a vehicle on the road and turned around. It was the wood man pulling a cart full of wood. He stopped in front of the burned house and walked up to them.

Russ asked him where he got his wood and he told him. He asked him if he could get better wood to help him rebuild his house. The wood man said that he could.

The wood man asked, “Do you need help rebuilding?” The man whose house burned answered that he did.

The wood man haltingly said that he used to be in construction but there had been no jobs recently and he would be glad to help.

Russ and Mary looked at him and each other. Everything would be fine.


Song Lyric Sunday: Aquarius/Let the Sunshine In



The theme for today’s Song Lyric Sunday is time. I immediately thought of this song, “Aquarius/Let the Sunshine In,” an old song from 1969, sung by The Fifth Dimension. It is about a the Age of Aquarius, a time of peace and love, the theme of the upcoming decade of peace and love. I thought of it for two reasons. I think we need to think of peace in this time of upheaval in the U.S. I also thought of it because it was part of the music of a time in my own life when I was trying to get past a painful event. This is one of my favorite all-time songs. Down deep, I’m still that hippie girl that loved everything about this time in America.

To Helen: I wish peace and love to you in this time in your life.

Aquarius/Let the Sunshine In
The 5th Dimension
When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
Age of Aquarius
Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
No more falsehoods or derisions
Golden living dreams of visions
Mystic crystal revelation
And the mind’s true liberation
When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
Age of Aquarius
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, the sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, the sunshine in
Let the… Full lyrics on Google Play Music

#weekendcoffeeshare – 02/11/2017

Good morning! I hope everyone is doing well today! If we were having coffee today, I would tell you that I’m still in Florida but in a different place. We are now at Carrabelle, Florida, in the Florida Panhandle. It’s a different kind of RV park than the Pine Island RV Park. Much quieter, more laid back. It’s a very nice, clean park. We have the most awesome view of the Gulf of Mexico with the brilliant blue water and the sugary white sand beach which is very wide here. This RV Park is not particularly mine or my traveling companion’s taste. We prefer the parks more like Pine Island, but if you like peace and quiet, you would like Carabelle Beach RV Resort Park.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that, yesterday, we went to St. George Island, just across the bay, and Appalachicola. Early in the day, we were looking for restaurants for both us and to take our friends to when they arrived last night. Our friends, Marty and Phil, came down so we could spend some time together. We knew it would be late when they arrived as they had a very long drive from Tennessee. So we looked around St. George and Appalachicola for places to eat. We found a few, mostly in Appalachicola.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you about our visit to the St. George Island lighthouse. It was rebuilt in 2008 after the original one, which was very old, fell. I had never been in a lighthouse before so it was really interesting. Later in the evening, Marty and Phil did arrive and we all went to Appalachicola to a restaurant called Up the Stairs.. It was an excellent dining experience! We loved our meals. If you ever find yourself in that quaint little town, I highly recommend it.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you about our rather long drive from the Ft. Myers Florida area to the Carabelle Florida area and the fact that we are traveling with a sick puppy. My little dog, Betsy, has been battling what is apparently a little virus. I called my vet back home and have been treating her according to his instructions. She is getting better but is not completely well yet. We’ve been very worried about her.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that we will be spending most of the next week here exploring with Marty and Phil. I’m hoping to be home in Kentucky by no later than February 18th, so the next #weekendcoffeeshare will hopefully come to you from my home in Kentucky. I’ll have to admit to you I wish we were going home to our little place near Ft. Myers instead! But we will be going back there soon.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I have so missed hearing from all of you! Please tell me what you’ve been up to in the comments section and I’ll read all of your #weekendcoffee shares!!!

#21: Adventures in RV Travel – February 10, 2017


Carrabelle, St. George Island, and Appalachicola

Above are pictures of Carrabelle Beach on the panhandle of Florida. Beautiful, isn’t it?

Yes, we have been a lot of places today! We started out the day at Carrabelle Resort RV Park. Early on, we took a drive about 20 miles away, over the bridge, to St. George Island. It’s 14 miles from the RV Park to the bridge to St. George and it’s a four-mile drive across the bridge. A beautiful drive on a beautiful day across the Gulf. We drove around the island a bit and visited the lighthouse. Quite a lighthouse which has been rebuilt since the original one fell after a hurricane. It was very old. This one is very sturdy and built to withstand hurricanes.

Then, we took off on the ten-mile trip to Apalachicola, again a gorgeous drive. It’s a quaint little town and we were looking for a good restaurant to take our friends, Marty and Phil, to tonight when they arrived from Tennessee. We found several. I also think we found some interesting shopping. Marty and I will make a return trip or two and check it out. I think I’ll like this interesting little town.

I’m still not crazy about Carrabelle Resort RV Park, but for those of you RVer’s who like a lot of peace and quiet and don’t mind doing most of your own cooking, you may like it. I’m a little more high maintenance, I guess. And I don’t particularly like a lot of peace and quiet! 🙂

Marty and Phil arrived tonight and we had dinner in a very good, rather frou-frou restaurant in Apalachicola. Everyone liked their meals very much. They had a very long day and after a rest, we will see each other tomorrow!

Below is the St. George Island Lighthouse.