Recently, a search for family history led me to my grandmother Grace's wedding announcement from 1942. As I read the clipping, I was surprised to learn that prior to marrying my grandfather, she attended business school in Columbia, South Carolina.
Although I am a historian (yes, my degree says so), I never gave much thought to what my grandmother did prior to knowing me. Indeed, all of my experiences with her and my memories of her are based on our kinship timeline.
I mean I loved her, learned from her, respected her, spent time with her, and enjoyed watching her in the garden. In fact, this blogsite is named after her and the majority of the posts are about her. And although I feel I have done my best to honor her memory, I have also limited it because I never pictured her in any other era except my own. Why is that?
The simple answer, I think, is me. I am the primary source, the common denominator if you will in the equation. Ask me a question about my grandmother and I will tell you what I experienced as her grandchild; I have no other historical point of reference for who she was - until now. So, here we go.
After graduating high school, my grandmother attended Draughan's Business College in Columbia, South Carolina.
Memories to be continued in future posts.
