"Colorado West," p 8, Sunday, 23 Jul 1972 by Vivian Blue. Interview with Francis Watt Sage, age 83, Blinded, then burned over two-thirds of her body, Francis Sage endured to nurture five children to maturity.
SINCE I KNEW she had survived many hardships, I wasn't prepared to see the alert, smiling woman of surprising grace and beauty when I met her.
Her face was furrowed, but in upturning lines of laughter. Her sighless eyes were clear and youthful, her figure slim, in brown jeans and a sleeveless knit shirt.
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"IT WASN'T ANY WORSE losing my sight, than it was getting burned," she said.
"About a month before my first baby was born, I took my little brother to stand before a coke oven opening to warm up. I wore the long skirts of those days. They caught fire.
"As my clothing exploded into flames, I asked my brother to guide me to open ground. Then I rolled -- downhill, through cactus and sage. I rolled until the fire went out. All of my clothes burned off except my charred, high-top shoes.
"My dad took me from Paradox to Norwood in a spring wagon. The doctor said, 'She can't make it.' I did make it. Robert was born the next month, in 1906."
She sighed, "I had five children and never saw their faces."
Our precious Grandma lived 98 years 2 months 25 days, but was still too soon to give her up. A beautiful lady inside and out and is missed even today!
"Colorado West," p 8, Sunday, 23 Jul 1972 by Vivian Blue. Interview with Francis Watt Sage, age 83, Blinded, then burned over two-thirds of her body, Francis Sage endured to nurture five children to maturity.
SINCE I KNEW she had survived many hardships, I wasn't prepared to see the alert, smiling woman of surprising grace and beauty when I met her.
Her face was furrowed, but in upturning lines of laughter. Her sighless eyes were clear and youthful, her figure slim, in brown jeans and a sleeveless knit shirt.
...
"IT WASN'T ANY WORSE losing my sight, than it was getting burned," she said.
"About a month before my first baby was born, I took my little brother to stand before a coke oven opening to warm up. I wore the long skirts of those days. They caught fire.
"As my clothing exploded into flames, I asked my brother to guide me to open ground. Then I rolled -- downhill, through cactus and sage. I rolled until the fire went out. All of my clothes burned off except my charred, high-top shoes.
"My dad took me from Paradox to Norwood in a spring wagon. The doctor said, 'She can't make it.' I did make it. Robert was born the next month, in 1906."
She sighed, "I had five children and never saw their faces."
Our precious Grandma lived 98 years 2 months 25 days, but was still too soon to give her up. A beautiful lady inside and out and is missed even today!
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In Loving memory
Frances E. Sage
Dec. 2, 1888
Feb. 27, 1987