HOW OUR GRANDMOTHERS DISAPPEARED INTO HISTORY
Mar 01, 2020
4 minutes
by Katy Simpson Smith
I recently googled my grandmother’s name. I wanted to know the date she died so I could better place a childhood memory. In the 21st century, embarrassingly, the internet has become the family Bible. The first hit was a link to my own book, a history of Southern motherhood. I had dedicated the book, in part, to her. My stomach gave a funny flip. I had gone looking for my grandmother and found myself — and yet my own writing was resurrecting her. This is an ouroboros of women’s history. We search for our mothers in the past and find only mirrors.
Names float down the generations on rafts of privilege: whiteness helps, as does wealth, and maleness
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