I've been cleaning up for the past few days, and that means trying to sort through boxes of old photos and scrapbooks.
I found a scrapbook of my mother's that I've never seen before. It had a section of photos from her time as a student at the University of North Carolina, where she got her master's in health education.
She was on a Rockefeller Scholarship. She told me that by today's standards the scholarship wasn't lavish. But she grew up in the Depression, and she said it was the first time in her life she had plenty of spending money.
Andy Griffith attended UNC at the same time she did. They weren't friends but knew each other in passing. He was said to have a keen interest in acting, but told everyone that he would never be able to get a job because of his accent.
There are plenty of photos of Mother going to Mt. Mitchell, the beach, and Washington, D.C. with her friends. Unfortunately she didn't take any photos of Andy Griffith.
Pictured above is one of Mother's seminar classes. If you take a second look at the photo you might notice something a little funny if you haven't already.