Manuscripts/Mixed Material [Henrietta Elizabeth Sellers]
May 19, 1939.
(Colored Cook for
Mrs. H.W. [Gorse?])
3733 Ortega Blvd.,
Rose Shepherd, Writer.
HENRIETTA ELIZABETH SELLERS
“Wait ontil I turns my stove down so's my dinner don't burn, and I'll be glad to talk to you,” said Henrietta, as she shuffled her 200-lbs with more or less deliberation towards the kitchen.
Directly she was back, standing calmly at attention, her attitude unconsciously taking on a part of the peaceful quietness of the surroundings where she seems so much at home.
“I was born in Georgia,” she said, in answer to a question, “and I got an Indian grandfather somewhere back among my people - I don't know how far back. I've worked for lots of people in my time - I'm 60 so J.W. says (He's my son) and he's 40. He keeps track of things like that - get it all written down in the back of a Bible, I jus' never did bother. Age don't make no difference, jus' so's you keep goin'.
“Most of the time I worked in Atlanta, the last one there was a Jewish lady, Mrs. Creeks. Then Mrs. [Gorse?] she hired me and brought me to Florida about fifteen years ago - before that one was born” - pointing to Mrs. [Gorse's?] young daughter, sheltering three six-day-old Scottie puppies under the protection of a big rock on the riverfront leves.