My maternal grandmother on the right working at the Booth Cannery in Pittsburg California (where I was born and raised). Hard to imagine that the salmon population was basically decimated with commercial fishing closing in the mid-50's. Mt grandfather and uncles all fished. She cruised a skiff across the Sacramento river, a mile and a half or so, from my mother's home in Collinsville to work every day. The smile says it all to me as I find it hard to imagine many women doing this today. By the way, she was an inch shy of 5'. Tough and, at times, downright mean.

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