Even though Jean Byrd grew up during the Depression, she still dreamed big.
You know how you wish for things? My mother had a gentleman who would take her, my aunt and another lady, he would take them shopping because he had a car. They would go and shop, and they would pay him and I thought that was so nice. So one Saturday, I said, “You know, I would like to buy some property.” Well, I was working then and I had a few dollars. I said, “I don’t have much, but I’d like find out how much land costs, how much you need” and this and that and the other thing. I had a nice black dress and black pocketbook and this that and the other. I said, “I’m going to get dressed and ask Mr.” I forget his name now “to take me out to this place so I can find out something about land.” Didn’t have a dime. A few dollars. I think my first account I put two dollars in. Well, that’s what I got paid. Two dollars a week. That was way back. ’40 — I forget the year. ’30, ’38 I came out of high school. Anyway, this is what I was going to do. I was going to act like I had some money and I was a lady who had some prestige.
This photo comes from the Jean Byrd Stewart collection.