I stopped at a country home and photographed the woman in the front yard.  I asked her if she would mind if I came back in a couple of days to photograph her family.  She said she did not think that would be a problem. She whimsically stated that she would be sure to get her husband there for this family portrait.  Regretfully, that was not going to be the case.  Before he returned, probably under the desperation caused by their large family and their poverty, he had committed suicide. It seemed as though the fathers in Appalachia had the most demons.