This is a remembrance of May Long, who lived down the road from Farm Yonder with her husband Tom. She was what I call "a sweet thing." To my knowledge May never had a harsh word for anybody. She welcomed all the kids from Farm Yonder just like a grandmother and shared her simple and loving life with everyone. When I left the farm, May was the only one who corresponded regularly with me and I will share some of her writing in future posts. I think people were what made May tick and her letters to me were full of new and stories about people on the farm and in the neighborhood. May never led a comfortable life or had anything that was fancy or a luxury but it never seemed to bother her. I think she understood that happiness isn't found in possessions or travels, but in loving the people you live with.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
May Long
This is a remembrance of May Long, who lived down the road from Farm Yonder with her husband Tom. She was what I call "a sweet thing." To my knowledge May never had a harsh word for anybody. She welcomed all the kids from Farm Yonder just like a grandmother and shared her simple and loving life with everyone. When I left the farm, May was the only one who corresponded regularly with me and I will share some of her writing in future posts. I think people were what made May tick and her letters to me were full of new and stories about people on the farm and in the neighborhood. May never led a comfortable life or had anything that was fancy or a luxury but it never seemed to bother her. I think she understood that happiness isn't found in possessions or travels, but in loving the people you live with.
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