Happy Birthday to Eudora Welty, born on this day in 1909. One of my aunties lived in Jackson, MS–which is where Welty grew up–but I never got to visit her there. My older sister did, though. Took the plane from Montreal to Mississippi by herself when she was seven (different times then!). Her favorite story was about how when my aunt took her to the zoo and they saw the monkeys, my sister said, “Look at those buggers!” Well, my aunt was furious because this was not a word a young girl should be using (we picked it up from our dad) and my sister felt so ashamed, but not so ashamed that she didn’t come home and tell us.
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