Marian Sanders is Shelley’s mother. She’s of average height. She wore her hair short, just a curly cap around her head. When she was a child, she had been a toe head, very, very blond, almost white. But like a lot of children who start out blond, her hair had darkened until it was a rich dark shiny brown. Aunt Marian has an easy smile. It came quick and often. She was pretty with large, blue eyes, a small delicate nose with a high forehead and rounded chin all set in an oval face. Aunt Marian had a silent beauty that most people overlooked, at least until she smiled, then there was no doubt, Aunt Marian wasn’t just pretty, she was beautiful.
Aunt Marian had a soft spot in her heart for troubled kids. She calls the boys and girls in her charge Angels and when the Angels bring friends home, she likewise refers to them as Angels. It didn’t matter to her who they were, Aunt Marian considered all the kids her Angels; they were one big, happy family. She insisted everyone call her Aunt Marian.
The Sanders Ranch is the home of Marian and
Michael Sanders, Aunt Marian and Uncle Mike to the boys and girls living on the
ranch. The Sanders Ranch is 1-1/2 acres of pastureland located on S. West
Avenue in Easton, California. The ranch is a goat farm with a few other animals
thrown in. There are the herd of goats, naturally, the Sanders’ lone cow, Moo,
a couple of sheep, rabbits, chickens, ducks, and in the spring, a new batch of
turkeys will be added to the menagerie.
Aunt Marian is an avid photographer; she constantly has her camera in hand. Aunt Marian's philosophy on photography was, “photograph everything you can. You never know when an instant in time will be the one instant to span a lifetime. All photos are memorable, but that one photo is so elusive. So just keep taking pictures. You never know.”
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