Ruby Jewell in Ohatchee (1931-2020)
My female relatives have always been feisty and inspiring while simultaneously, we are collectively a frustrating bunch, lol. I come from complex roots. Wanted to "repost" (to archive) my podcast episode Ruby Jewell in Ohatchee from June 15, 2022, on what would have been my Ruby Grandma's ๐๐91st birthday. Today is officially six months to the day of that inaugural podcast, and so much has transpired, I should have been documenting more fully! However, I am full force into my Ph.D. in Public History (Historic Preservation), so I haven't gotten to host as many episodes as I had initially planned.
Have to give myself permission to give me some grace. ๐๐ค๐She would encourage that, too, though she worked so hard, herself-always setting these often unattainable productivity standards (which I think I earned) for herself!
I miss Ruby Grandma all the time and draw inspiration from her mantras and witticisms. I can smell some fried green tomatoes and okra frying or taste the hot, fresh cornbread she made that I would crumble into a cold bowl of buttermilk, salivating to sample! She would be griping about Grandpa Walt doing something in his TV room (recliner propped back watching Star Trek or the Atlanta Braves). If only I could help her pick some tomatoes or crab apples out of her expansive garden again!
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Would love to pet Trouble๐ถ, Lucy๐, or Sylvester๐ with her. I hope she is finally at peace. I simply wish I could ramble on a backroad with her in her camper, to take her fishing, or call her up while traveling, to discuss what I have uncovered from history.
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