Stories From My Grandma (Part One)

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My Grandma has often talked about what it was like growing up as a kid in Bay, Arkansas, she has probably shared a few dozen stories with me through the years, here is one of my favorites. My Grandma is a twin so there mother often came up with creative ways to keep track of them, what one twin couldn't think of to do the other one would. She would tell the story of what she was to do with the twins so she could get work done. What my great grandma would do was she would take the two twins into her bedroom and she would put the dress tails underneath the bed posts of a bed. The only problem is the twins would fight so hard to get to one another they would tear their dresses off. I can just imagine my Great Grandma as a hard working woman in the early 40's trying to get the farm work done while her husband was away at the war while keeping track of twins. Photo is of my Great Grandparents Leo and Retha Smith, and there twins Ellen (My Grandma) and Helen, and there daughter Glenda whom would come a few years after the twins.