|Isn't her hat cute?|
"And you didn't invite US?"
This is code for "We are officially inviting ourselves." Her daughter had been assigned a trip to Flannery O'Connor's childhood home by her English professor during finals week.
"We'll meet you there!"
We showed up and met FM's daughter and friend and we proceeded to be those horrible middle aged women that my daughter used to complain about in her college classes.
Yep. That's us!
We apologize again for all our shortcomings.
Naturally neither The Food Maven nor I could resist purchasing an award winning book of her letters. You know how I feel about those.
Here's a little tour.
Fireplace in the parlor with family pictures displayed above.
A simple but bright and charming kitchen. The O'Connor home is the only museum home in Savannah restored to it's original depression era style.
Door to the back yard where young Mary Flannery kept chickens and gained notoriety as a little girl for training them to walk backwards.
Mary Flannery's bedroom
and the home's one bath.
Of Alice in Wonderland she wrote:
"Awful. I wouldn't read this book."
This is the worst book I ever read next to “Pinnochio” was her comment on Georgiana Finds Herself.
She led a fairly simple life much complicated by the disease lupus which caused her untimely death at age 39.
There won't be any biographies of me because, for only one reason, lives spent between the house and the chicken yard do not make exciting copy. Flannery O'Connor
I think Ms. O'Connor would be very surprised indeed to see that not only are there biographies of her, but she still has fans and is considered a great treasure of Southern literature.