Proverbs 15:26
This is my maternal grandmother on her wedding day in 1920. She was 17 and he was 34. They'd have 6 children, lose one to Diphtheria, and struggle through the Depression. She'd lose my grandfather to black lung disease when the youngest, twins, were just 10 years old. What I remember most about my grandmother was that my mother said she never heard her mother say an unkind word.
