A pig named Sambo, losing her favorite purse to a hole in the wall, the ruination of a little pink dress, three sisters and one crippled brother, playing in the creek, and later a lanky and blond haired and blue eyed young man… all memories and shadows of a little girl’s former life. Most may remember the 1950s as an era akin to the Roaring 20s and characterized by swirling poodle skirts, tapping saddle shoes, and bustling soda shops across America. However, Patsy Ruth Carroll can recall the 50s with an altered light as her family was very destitute and often had insufficient food to eat because her daddy would not work. On the other hand, she remembers the lighter times with a bright smile and a bustling laugh. Born on February 10, 1953
