Mothers' Day.

MOTHERS’ Day
Today is May 11, 2008 - Mothers’ Day. Happy Mothers’ Day, Mom! She died almost 16 years ago, on May 27, i992. She would have been 100 on September 6th. I think of her almost every day, and I still miss her very much. We were so close, it is a wonder that I ever married.
She was of Irish stock. You can say what you want about the Irish, but they are great people. Most have a good sense of humor, And all have that zest for life. The Irish can laugh at themselves and their misfortunes. They are a hardy breed. I try to emulate her. While I have done fairly well - I come up short.
The first thing that I would do after school is to go home and check on her - to make sure that she was home and O.K. Only then, did I feel that it was O.K. to go out and play.
My Mom and Dad were supportive of me even though they never attended to watch me play high school football. They were there for my graduation from bombardier school at Victorville, California on October 31, 1942.My Mother wrote once or twice a week during the seven months that I was overseas. She flew out from Michigan to attend all five of our daughters weddings. She was 90 when she came out for Beth’s and Jack’s wedding on December 4, 1982 (our fourth wedding).
After my brother Bob’s death, she was not able to live alone. Marie suggested that I bring her with me to California, from Michigan, to live. So, I did. She made this transition in 1985 when she was 93 years old. This gave me a chance to re-pay her. I saw her nearly every day - at first at the Camino Alto residence Club - an assisted living facility, and the at the Vallejo Convalescent Hospital until she died on May 27, 1992. I looked on this close companionship as pay back time.