January 2 holds many memories and much emotion for me. Two significant events happened on this day and they will be forever entwined.
My mother, Eva Margaret Baker, was born near Maple, Ontario, not on January 2, but on October 22nd, 1935. Her father was a harness maker, and her mother was busy with children, home, and garden, raising chickens and selling eggs to help make ends meet. The post-depression and war years were hard, but their family was happy.
Always a smile and often a cat in her arms. (Ruth, Mary, Eva) Continue reading “January 2”