This is my dad’s mother, Lucy Ann Payne. One of my sisters is named after her. In the picture with her standing on her way to church, you can see Aunt Lucy Mae in the background. In the picture where she is hiding her face from the camera, that little boy is my older brother. (You’ll meet him, too). So this picture was from about 1950 or 1951.
If Aunt Lucy Mae was born in 1926 or 1927, my grandmother was born approximately 1897. Her husband’s name was Will Payne. I never saw even a picture of my grandfather. And oddly, I never met my grandmother in person before she died in 1963. I only have these pictures of her and what we learned that was passed down by word of mouth. A great woman, she was.
Go with me:
- Her husband died in his early 40s.
- She bore and raised at least 11 children
- She buried many of her children
- She was beaten by white men more than once
- She was driven from her farm and land
- She had to settle somewhere else in Florida so that she and her two children could live
- She had memories of her dead sons hanging from the end of nooses
- She never saw all of her grandchildren, just a few of them
- She smiled in the picture above, anyway
A woman of strength is a formidable person to reckon with.
Also, the Scriptures say in Proverbs 31:30 “Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised.”
I honor you today Grandmother. More tomorrow