March 21, 2014

Her Name Was Mary

My grandparents spent long hours operating their small-town grocery. Mary helped care for their house and prepare meals. As kids, we would race to the kitchen to visit with her. A big woman with a big smile, she would be standing there in her ruffled apron. When asked how a dish was prepared, her polite response would be to use a pinch of this and a little of that and cooked until it was just right. Mary has been gone many years now, yet when I am in the kitchen preparing something new, I think to myself, “What would Mary do?”

with you beside me . . .

— Dan Hardison

Photo of Mary by Sammy Hardison
Columbia, Tennessee

Haibun, Haibun Today - March 2014, vol 8 no 1