Dorothy Martin was my great grandmother on my mother's side whom I will always be sorry that I never had a change to meet. She was a beautiful woman with a strength inside of her that most couldn't fathom. I interviewed many family members about her and found out just how full of life she was. But what people couldn't see is that underneath all that happiness and being full of life was a darkness that was eating her up from the inside out. She killed herself in a dress that she bought just for the occasion. From what I hear that is just so her. My favorite story is when she was with her three little girls and the car got a flat tire she went and stood in the middle of the road with her skirt hiked up to show off her beautiful leg so that a car would stop and help. The level of self confident that she had was through the roof. She sang to her girls and she added profanities to make it more fun. My great grandparents were not rich actually they were dirty poor. But who was not she lived through the Great Depression and the Dust bowl and did so with a smile and style. All of the stories include discretion of the outfit that she was wearing because it seems to add to her character. She always had a couple hundred dollars under the couch "just in case". My grandmother, her oldest daughter, told me that it was even there in the depression. Remember the ones that loved life so much and just could not see it through till the end.
Dorothy Martin was my great grandmother on my mother's side whom I will always be sorry that I never had a change to meet. She was a beautiful woman with a strength inside of her that most couldn't fathom. I interviewed many family members about her and found out just how full of life she was. But what people couldn't see is that underneath all that happiness and being full of life was a darkness that was eating her up from the inside out. She killed herself in a dress that she bought just for the occasion. From what I hear that is just so her. My favorite story is when she was with her three little girls and the car got a flat tire she went and stood in the middle of the road with her skirt hiked up to show off her beautiful leg so that a car would stop and help. The level of self confident that she had was through the roof. She sang to her girls and she added profanities to make it more fun. My great grandparents were not rich actually they were dirty poor. But who was not she lived through the Great Depression and the Dust bowl and did so with a smile and style. All of the stories include discretion of the outfit that she was wearing because it seems to add to her character. She always had a couple hundred dollars under the couch "just in case". My grandmother, her oldest daughter, told me that it was even there in the depression. Remember the ones that loved life so much and just could not see it through till the end.
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