They worked hard on the farm.
They picked cotton.
They sewed in a garment factory.
They embraced a husband on his way to war and embraced him again when he returned.
They held three children, four grandchildren, and nine great-grandchildren.
They churned butter.
They made biscuits without measuring any ingredients.
They canned tomatoes, corn, and homemade chow-chow.
They made muscadine jelly and fig preserves.
They made breakfast for her husband every morning.
They sewed beautiful quilts one stitch at a time.
They held bibles and hymnals in countless church services.
They folded in prayer.
They belong to my grandmother, Lora Dodd, age 98.