One of Mama’s constraint refrains was, “None of y’uns realize how much I do for this family. When I’m gone, y’all will all realize it.” Consider it realized. “Mama made it so easy for me to make a living,” I said to Tink recently while we were readying for a trip. “All I had to do was call Mama and say, ‘I’m dropping Dixie Dew off for two days.’ It was easy.’” Not anymore. Now, we schedule sitters – usually night and someone during the day – and I have to clean the house (somewhat) and change the linens. Then, there’s elaborate instructions to leave for the dogs, the barn cats, horses and miniature donkey.