Mom circa 1938 at Strawberry Pickers' Labor Camp somewhere in Oregon
When I was about 15, our cat had kittens. The family was going to go out of town for a couple of weeks for summer vacation, but the kittens were tiny and not really weaned yet. My mother wanted to get rid of them before we left town. She wanted to simply go somewhere to a different neighborhood and drop off those kittens because “they are cute and someone will adopt them”.