Cleaning the kittens This photo is of me at about 3 years old. My mother did not like cats, but my grandmother did. I would go across the street to Grandma’s to play with the kittens. Grandma’s kittens looked a little dirty to me, so I decided to wash them and hung them on the clothesline inside my grandma’s stockings (they call them panty hose these days) to dry while I washed yet another kitten. I found the wash basin on the back porch. At that time my uncle was a newspaper carrier. He worked for the Gastonia Gazette in Gaston County, which we still read daily. He carried the newspapers in this wooden box when he delivered them. The box, of course, is upside down, where I could put the scrub board and the basin in order to reach them. I got the water out of the spigot in the back yard near the house. I was serious about washing those kittens, as you can see by the expression on my face, and I had a death lock on it by grabbing the kitten by the tail! I can only guess that my uncle made this picture since he loved being the family photographer and making pictures. Jean Justus Sosebee |
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