I was asked once what it was like to be a Berry child. I answered that it was fine except for the constant humiliation. I believe that I went along with my father’s plans for us very agreeably until I was 12 or 13, the age when I think many children realize that their parents need guidance.
She also wrote about her mother.
My Mother's Agrarian Making of a Home.
Don't know who Wendell Berry is? Here is one of my favorite poems of his.