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Archive for March, 2015

March 2015 in Black Lamb

Volume 13, Number 3 — March 2015

March 1st, 2015

The All-Clothing Issue

In March’s All-Clothing Issue, editor Terry Ross takes a hard look at contemporary clothing styles. In The woman in the black silk dress, John M. Daniel evokes his great-great-grandmother. Toby Tompkins says that at various times in our lives, we are all playing roles and wearing the appropriate Costumes. In Funeral dress, Elizabeth Fournier expounds on the correct attire for studying mortuary science. Our book reviewers weigh in on volumes having to do with apparel.

And, as always, our regular departments: our Honorary Black Lambs from the world of literature, our delicious lamb recipe, our incomparable bridge columnist Trixie Barkis, and our word puzzle master, Dr. Khan.

Posted by: The Editors
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The woman in the black silk dress

My great-great-grandmother

March 1st, 2015


In the home in Dallas where I grew up, there hung on the dining room wall a steel engraving, a head-and-shoulders portrait of a woman wearing a plain black dress. I wondered why she should dominate the dining room, but I accepted her as part of my life and her portrait as an heirloom that had to be honored. She was, I knew, some kind of ancestor. She had a sober expression on her face, and she struck me as a sourpuss. My mother disagreed. She was a kind woman, my mother told me, and her face was beautiful. Serene. Her name was Hannah Neil. She lived from 1794 to 1868. She was my great-great-grandmother.

hannahneilHannah Neil’s portrait hung prominently in my mother’s house because my mother’s name was also Hannah Neil, those being her first and middle names until she was married. Her mother’s (my grandmother’s) name was Hannah Neil also. My sister was Hannah Neil Daniel until she was married. I also have a first cousin and a granddaughter named Hannah; and I had an uncle, a brother, and a first cousin named Neil, and Neil is my son’s, and his son’s, middle name. The names Hannah and Neil hang in abundance on my family tree. They collectively honor a woman in a plain black dress, who was by all accounts a saint.

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