The Story Goes....

Before you read on make sure you are up to date by reading a previous post about my new favorite word.

Marjorie Osborne Wesson was her name. She came from a very distinguished east coast family, you know the kind who shipped their horses and carriages over to Europe when they went on a vacation. Her father was a chemist who created what has become a common cooking ingredient, Wesson cooking oil. So, needless to say Marjorie grew up never worrying about being able to put food on the table or clothes on her back. Marjorie eventually moved out of her father's house when she married a man by the name of David Francis years before the Great Depression.

If you know anything about the Great Depression then you know that it was so great that it affected people in all social classes and economic status. Even the "rich" struggled to place bread on the table and clothes on their backs. During the height of the Great Depression with only $5 to her family's name Marjorie decided that she would fight and stand for those who were not able to. She decided to be a champion of the underdog and start a "milk fund" for the the local school children who did not have anything. So, Marjorie took .25$ (a quarter) and started the "Marjorie Francis Milk Fund". Now, a quarter does not sound like much money in today's world. So let me place it in perspective for you. With only a few dollars left to her family's name to live off of Mary took 20% and gave it away to help those in need.

A seed and attitude was planted many years ago during the great depression. The lessons learned, the attitude, and lifestyles that were planted in the family long ago have continued to grow and have emerged in the generations that followed. It's in the blood, the family blood. The lineage of the Wesson/Francis family travels through Heather's grandmother, my mother-in-law, Heather, and now my daughters Maya and Finley. It is a lineage of infracaninophile's and I love them all for it because I am an infracaninophile myself.

Are you?