Monday, August 08, 2011

climate change

My cousin Maria, keeper of Taylor family memorabilia, posted this letter on Facebook; I hope she doesn’t mind my stealing it. Our grandmother—Mommer, as we called her—wrote it to our grandfather about a year before they got married. As a 23-year-old career gal (animating Oswald the Rabbit and, later, Woody Woodpecker for Universal Pictures), she was bucking the norm for her generation.

My sister is carrying on Mommer’s (and our mom’s) artistic legacy. She just painted a mural of children’s book characters on the wall of her friend Jenny’s son’s bedroom. See photo. Jenny’s kids insisted that she wear the pirate hat. Can you blame them?

I apparently inherited Mommer’s love of L.A., slightly florid prose and stealing office stationery.






6 comments:

Peter Varvel said...

It also looks as though you inherited her love for lively dancing.
This is gold - G O L D !
Thank for sharing, truly.

Cheryl said...

Someday I hope my grandkids will scroll through my sent folder and have fun with the emails I sent AK in our early days. They definitely have a similar tone of trying-not-to-sound-like-I'm-trying-as-hard-as-I-am.

Una said...

"Let's you and I go places." I love that line. I love the photo of your sister in a pirates hat.

Cheryl said...

I think I'm going to blog in a pirate hat from now on.

Una said...

C, you could do worse than a pirate hat!

Stephanie said...

Love the letter...