When the tide is right, I will hold you tight in the way

[sovay]

On May 6, 1923, my grandmother was born in Brooklyn. I have seen the naturalization papers of her parents and the census records of her childhood, but never her birth certificate, so I have no idea at which hospital or under which name, but her eyes as deep-set as a cat's looked out of the photos of her toddler self that papered the walls of the guest bedroom in my grandparents' house in Maine with the rest of the family collage. For her memory this afternoon, we baked the traditional strawberry shortcake for her birthday and tuned in to the Kentucky Derby, which my mother watched with her for years. She liked violets, so I brought some inside with the lilac, in a glass jar that used to hold horseradish.

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Re: Hospital?

[ethelmay]

In the late 1940s my mother did several short residencies in different areas of medicine (as was then standard for anesthesiologists). One was in obstetrics, and she did a number of home deliveries in Chicago. Her father was a small-town GP in Wisconsin and did a lot of home deliveries during his career, though probably fewer and fewer as time went on.