"My mother had three large pecan trees. When they would thresh them it was always a Sunday and all three of them. I hated to pick pecans. Because it was too much in one day. We would pick sacks of pecans. I'm in the red dress. My mother always had lots of flowers, and chickens. But she was always full of love."
--One of several hand-written notes by May Kugler on back.
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