A blog named BETTY

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

It took a village and 2 mothers

I spent a lovely day yesterday with my mother, working on my father's life history. I'm not a huge "geneology fan" (actually not true--I'm a fan when OTHER people do mine for me), but I am a huge Tom Williams fan. Add this to my obsession with old photos, and I was quite content ... although a little ticked that all of these old photos had been hidden from me all these years. But I'm over that (obviously, since I just HAD to bring it up, lol!). Anywho, I came across the most amazing photo, which I fell in love with even before I knew who was in it. So naturally, I must share it!

That youngest baby is my father, next to him is my Uncle Ralph, and the woman is their mother, my Grandma Laurine Williams. I have never met my Grandma Laurine, since she died when my father was just six years old, but I have always felt an affection for her. From what I've heard about her, my father carried many of her traits. She was kind, mild-mannered, and quite intelligent. She wanted to be a mother more than anything, and she had 5 little boys--one of them only a few weeks old when she died.

After about a year, my Grandfather married a widow named Grace Bush, who had 2 boys herself. She is the Grandma I grew up knowing. She raised all of those boys (plus one more they had together) in difficult circumstances, and they are stellar men because of her. My grandfather was a bit of a partier until his later years, so he wasn't around much then. Can you imagine having 5 extra boys overnight, and their father pretty much MIA? She was an incredibly strong woman--thank goodness! A whole generation of family have her to thank for a happy life. Wow. I bet she was too busy to even realize what she was doing for all of us, but I'm grateful. And I'm sure that Grandma Laurine is too.

P.S. - Thanks to Alaina for scanning this awesome photo, and many others. Yes, my niece saw these pics before I ever did, but fortunately, I'm way too mature to let that injustice take hold and fester until I'm consumed with bitterness and uncontrollable rage. WAY too mature.


Nat Attack said...


This is lovely! Being one generation further removed, I forget that Grandma Grace isn't my blood great-grandmother. In fact, I didn't even know Grandpa's mother was named Laurine--it's obvious now where Laurie got her name. I can see the resemblance in her face to each of you T&ME kids!

Shawna said...

oh my gosh can you stop writing posts that make me emotional!!! what a sweet post, and a reminder to us as moms that we are blessing future generations to come.

erin you are amazing! i adore your blog!

Stephanie said...

Wow, what a great picture. I loved reading your post about grandpa's family.

PhatNat said...

I love old photos too- the one you posted is fantastic. Thank goodness for strong women. I'm sure we all have them in our past and we are SO blessed because of it. I hope I can be a strong woman in someones past!

Jen said...

Wonderful. I'm deeply impressed with anyone who raises that many boys without a husband who is there all the time (I'm really spoiled).

Alaina said...

I'm just so glad you're DOING something with those amazing photos! Yay!