Here I am with a calf.
I think it's the same one that gave me one of my first
life/death experiences. I saw it born. It was a great
revelation. I was still basking in the light of the experience
when I had to witness the calf being separated from its
mother and taken to market. 'Why?' I pleaded, 'why would
they do that?' After much harassing, my parents let me
know its destiny as veal…Life would never be the same…
Penny and Piglets.
1950-54. Penny poses with some of her favorite people.
I always loved animals when I was a child. Some of my
best holidays were when my parents took me to stay on
farms in Wales.
