My mother was born in Oklahoma, to Clidie and Claude Brandstatt. She was the 9th of 10 children. She never graduated High School, but was one of the most intelligent women I have ever met. Mother would tell me the stories of her childhood which I found most interesting. She was born in a home that her father built in Tipton, Her mother said, "The child that weighed the most was the one that was loved the most"... her birth weight was 13 pounds, largest of her siblings. She loved her father very much, he was a carpenter by trade, couldn't read, but awesome man and one of his word, she loved to work with him, she was his baby girl, I think he probably spoiled her.
Mother respected her parents and cherished the hard work they both displayed. Grandpa cut his fingers off working on a house, and dipped his hand in hot tar, trying to support his family, she was very moved by those incidents and later used those incidence to talk to him about the Lord. She and her sisters loved to joke around, only one younger sister she would follow along what they were doing. Granny owned a laundry at her home, mother would assist in the washing and hanging out clothes.
One day the doctor in that town brought his laundry for her to do as always, mom and her sister had a plan. The both of them boiled starch and dipped all his boxer shorts in it which consisted of 30 pair. She said, when they hung them out to dry they were so stiff that they had to break them to fold them in the basket, he never said and word to their mother and brought them back again to wash. I loved to hear them laugh about that. Mom, also told that the preacher in that town also let granny wash his clothes, mom and her sister again thought it would be funny to take his socks and go to the stove and get soot and put in them, the bad thing was he wore those socks to church and took them off because of foot washing that day, and his feet were black.... they knew that they were going to get a whipping then, mom blamed her sister. Ha ha, I bet. She said when one got a whipping they all got one at the same time, she said granny didn't have time to whip the kids all the time so, if she said your getting one they all built up till the all needed it and she lined them up.
Ted her brother came home from the Marines, he had went to the neighbors house and got drunk, they called my granny and told her he was there on a mattress, mom said they all started shaking they saw granny with a long switch, march down the street got her brother started spanking him all the way home, she didn't know whether to laugh or stayed scared, they all were hoping she would be to tired when she got back to give anymore. She loved her mothers cooking, she said if granny was going to make a pie, it would be about 13 pies, she would make and bread that was out of this world. Mother would help her parents when they would have beef or pork, to roll in salt to preserve and hang up till needed, and leave in the house that freaked me out. Mom loved her nephew Bill, she was 11 when he was born, she loved to take care of him, dress him up, buy him things, he was the first grandchild in the family, she said, " I never let his feet hit the ground."
On cold winter nights, she slept up stairs with her sisters, there wasn't any heat they only had a stove to heat the house, she said they would heat bricks and put them in the bed to get it warm jump in and put on their night caps granny made and try to sleep till the warmth ran out and wake up cold and and holding on to one another to get warm. The children would get one pair of shoes a year, mom said her would get too little before they wore out, her feet would hurt so, but she never would say anything, she knew they couldn't afford anymore. One Christmas her father bought her a Shirley Temple doll, she said she felt so rich, because they never got a gift like that ever, most gifts were a apple or orange in a stocking above the fire place. She loved her life though, born poor but happy, blessed, and loved, never complained about it at all.