It was Mother’s Day, and Mrs. Culp was remembered by her sons and their wives. “Frank and Mickey had sent me a pretty card and William and Jackie gave me a flower to wear,” she wrote. Otherwise, it was a quiet Sunday. She wrote letters to her sister Trude in Atlanta and to Frank, who was traveling with a dance band. The cheeky Mother’s Day card from the…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to Baptists, Bootleggers, and Everything in Between to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.