Manuscripts/Mixed Material [The Story of Katy Brumby]
Her father died about that time. He had never before been ill. He was taken with what Katy calls “flying rheumatism” which affected his heart. “My Mother uz living, but she couldn't even go to de funeral. She's in bed. She had three strokes, but she's finally took with de eight-day penumenia, you know she's sick eight days befo' she died. It uz a year after my Daddy died dat I's married to Joe Brumby and come to Birmin'ham.” Joe is from Mount Meigs, too. “He wus a land scape,” she said. “He don' like to work indoors. He buttled once but he don' like it. A man down in Mount Meigs - a white man, you know - taught him landscape. He's a good one, too.
“We come to Birmin'ham de first year dey sent soldiers across, nineteen-sixteen, seventeen, I don' remember. I worked for de Levy's, de first people I worked for, five-six years; then I worked for de Moores and de Jenkins. Then I come to work for y'all, near'bout seventeen years back.” So Katy has left the country for good; she looks back on the life with, I think, some longing; she says though that she wouldn't like it now after living in the city so long.
She and Joe had no children, and somewhere along the line they separated. “I found out I's not getting any place with him.” Joe is still devoted to Katy. For many years he tried to persuade her to come back to him, but she was sure the single life was the better. Even now he often comes for her after work or performs other services.
Katy has worked for us continually except for a short