Remembering Mom

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My mom was a great mom, a great person. She passed away two and a half years ago.
One of the fondest memories I have is from my 11th birthday. The night of my 11th birthday a freight train wrecked just east of our house. The Chicago Great Western RR tracks split our farm in two, so we were very familiar with the railroad and people who worked it. The railroad quickly contacted local bulldozer owners and had them there very quickly and the "cleanup crew" showed up that evening. One of the upper management of the railroad came up to the house and told mom and dad that the men were here, but the support train would be a day late. Support meaning food prep/serving facilities. He asked mom if she could feed the 50 man crew tomorrow( Sunday) morning and noon meals. Mom and our neighbor to the north, Dorothy decided they weren't going to let these guys go hungry. With just the help of my sister and Dorothy's daughter, They put together a breakfast of eggs, sausage ,toast and coffee for the crew. Then they started frying chicken and cooking potatoes for the noon meal. I remember the workers just being astounded that they were fed as well as they were. All were grateful and thanked my mom. I can't remember exactly how much per meal my mom charged the railroad, but I know she made some money for our family. The neat thing about this is that after the management guy wrote mom a check , he gave her and Dorothy each a $100 bill. I pretty sure that's first $100 bill I ever saw.
My mom was like that all her life. Caring, loving , always giving more than she expected in return.
The pic below was taken by the DesMoines Register and Tribune's photographer from a plane at about 10 o'clock the first morning. I'll try to post more details of this event later.

 
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What a wonderful story.

All of my mothers have passed now. I am including my stepmother who my dad married after my mom passed in 1991. I knew one of my great-grandmothers and both of my grandmothers. For those of you who have mothers or mother figures still with us, please do what you can to make this a special day for them.
 
One of my early memories of my mother was reaching up to hold onto her skirt, so I wouldn't get lost, in a crowded PX in Frankfurt. That's probably 1958.

One of my proudest memories of my mother was in 1968. Ten years later so I'm a sophomore in high school and we're living in Virginia. Martin Luther King has just been assassinated. That Sunday, my mom went by herself to the local black church where our maid attended. It was a time fraught with racial tension, and I think it took courage for a middle aged white woman to walk into that church alone.

She was well received, as I recall. Or, if not, she never said.

When I was 18, my brother had been back from Vietnam for a couple of years, and my father had either just returned or would soon. My mind was fully focussed on sex, drugs and rock 'n roll. (I was having more success with the latter two than the former, to be sure, free love not withstanding.) We were in the yard by ourselves, my mother and I, and she said to me — in what seemed to me in my self-centered naiveté to be out of the blue — "If you don't think you should go to Vietnam and they try to make you, you don't have to go."

My mom was big on doing the right thing.

Nine years gone now. I miss her very much.
 
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My Mom and Best friend's mon are both still alive and live within 3 miles of me, I'll get to see them in a little bit!

Because of the unusual shut down we are experiencing, some of the younger women at church are calling my wife to thank her and wish he a happy "Mom's" Day!

Ivan
 
To all the Moms with us or not. Happy Mothers Day. Without you we would never be the people we are today!:)
My Mother was a head surgical Nurse in the big Hospital in NYC, yep NYC, after moving she continued to be a nurse and "retired" by teaching nursing in College. Her students didn't know what hit them in her classes! But years later they would came back and thank her. She was tough, fair and they learned!
If she was alive today she would be somewhere on the front lines of this "pandemic"
 
Thinkin' 'bout Mom today.

First pic. circa 1922 out side the old shotgun house in Old Waco that she grew up in.

second pic. circa 1942 the year she and Dad got married.

She was the epitome of the American house wife and mother. Never worked outside the home but this was back in the day when a woman would dedicate herself to her home and family. Some of the vivid memories I have of her:

.Ironing clothes in front of the little black and white tv.
.On hands and knees with a can of Johnson's paste wax waxing the red oak floors in out house.
.Sundays when Dad was working taking me down town to a movie then to a soda fountain for my fav, strawberry soda, and finally to a record shop to pic out a record.
.waking me up in the mornings to get ready for school; the smell of bacon and eggs in the air.
.The smell of Absorbine Jr. as she applied it to all the many cuts and scrapes I got.
. The joy she took during the Christmas holidays. It was her favorite time of year.
There's a few million more but you get the idea.

We lost her March 13th, 1996. Her sweet smile, her gentle touch...rarely a day passes that I don't think of her.

Happy Mother's Day Mom. I love you.
 

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Mother, Father, Sister, and Wife gone from this Earth to Heaven.
Relatives and Friends mostly gone.
Children grown and living away.
If it was not for my two dogs and the one cat that adopted me I would be living alone.
Struggling with three terminal diseases (and maybe a fourth).
However I remember my Father's 15th Cavalry's motto "Ride to the sound of the guns, Never Quit". I am riding on, never quitting.
 
Lost mine 11/4/2016. Considering her health history which included cancer, tough stuff to make it to 94. How a person could endure what she did so many times, how a person could endure being bedridden for the last two years, and 99% of the time for the two years before that, is beyond me.
Doubtful that I'm made of the same stuff.
Did her part as a Navy nurse in WW2 as well.
 
Ma will be 89 in a few months
This was taken in 1932,Edinburgh,Scotland
Her brothers,mother and her
(she says the car was green [emoji39])
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I was born when my parents were just 19 years old, so I have had the good fortune to know and still remember many older people in my family, in particular my great grandmother Mamie, my grandmother Bertha, and my mother, who was an angel walking on this earth.
My mom was the last to leave 32 years ago, an uncomplaining victim of leukemia at age 64.

They all gave their all to their husbands and children to their dying breath, all were physically beautiful and beautiful in soul. I could fill a book with the kindnesses and sacrifices of these wonderful ladies.

In remembrance of them:
They were faithful, affectionate wives, tender mothers, kind, charitable neighbors, pious, chaste, good and just, courageous in the face of adversity, a shining example of virtue to all who knew them. They are sorely missed.
 
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I sent a mothers day wish to all the mothers I know in my life now... I lost my own mother a year after I graduated from college.. but she gave me the lessons of how to live life from the start... that was 29 years ago.. I hope she would be proud of how I turned out and how I raised my son...
happy mothers day to all who have earned it...
 

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