|My Mother, my children and memories of Daddy|
Baby pictures are me in the middle, my daughter to the left and my son to the right.
The poem to the left is one I wrote of memories of my father.
She taught me how to treat people. One of her sayings was: "If you can't say something nice about someone, don't say anything at all."
She refused to let it keep her down for long. She pushed herself. She tried various diets and foods to help with the affects of MS. She eventually walked with a walker.
I have many memories of my mother over the years. And I miss her very much.
In 1989 she was diagnosed with cancer. She fought a good fight. She passed away in March of 1990.