It's funny how A2K is like a major river with all of us floating merrily along and someone, like osso in this instance, will post something that causes one to leave the river and take one of the tributaries and head to the back water where they find something of interest, then return to the gently flowing river.
In this particular case I ended up going from her photography link, through a series of smaller tributaries until I found a reference to a fascinating book by Walker Evans and James Agee, a brilliant collaboration of writer and photographer pertaining to the lives of three families in the Deep South during the height of the Great Depression.
One of Evan's photos is seen here...
There is something beautiful and timeless about that photograph and I would like to thank osso for directing me to it.