Betty

I have been to Nashville. There, I visited President Andrew Jackson’s home, the Hermitage. I bought two post cards. One is a portrait of Andrew Jackson, astride his white horse, looking presidential. On the back of the postcard is the horse’s name: “Sam Patch.” The other postcard is a photograph, taken in 1867, two years after the abolition of slavery. It is the image of an aged African American woman with her two, small great-grandchildren. She looks into the camera’s lens. Her fingers are gnarled, her face is weary but determined. On the back of the postcard, it says she was “one of Jackson’s servants … the cook,” and that her name may have been Betty. There is no last name for Betty.

Go in peace to love and serve The Lord!

Josh