MOTHER'S BIRTHDAY

Today would be my mother's 90th birthday. I sure miss her, I go to the cemetary and talk to her and Daddy sometimes. I know they are not there, they are with Jesus, but there is a closeness there on the bench beside them that I just can't explain.

Our Mother had a hard life, when she was young, she had to work in the fields and help raise all the other kids. When she was in her middle age she was left with 8 kids of her own to raise. Her and Dad was married only 19 years when he passed with a heart attack. He was sick for 2 years before leaving. He was binding down a load of logs when he had his first heart attack and never recovsered. He passed 2 years later. It was a hard road for our mother but we never went without clothes or food or a roof over our heads. She could make food go farther than anyone I know. Always had extra at the table. Her sister and family would always drop in at meal time, there was always plenty.

Every morning we started off with home-made biscuits and gravy. I can still taste her gravy, it was the best I have ever eaten. We always had dried beans, fried potatoes and home-made bread along with home grown vegestables. We always made our own jelly or had Rex jelly, which was only about 25 cents for a half gallon. I wish I could find some that taste like it did then. There is a replica, but not the same taste.

My mother was known the world over for her fried potatoes. When she passed all the grandkids wrote a paper telling what their grandmother ment to them. Nearly all wrote about her fried potatoes. The preacher that was reading them made the remark," I am getting hungry for some just reading these papers, they must have been really special ". Well let me tell you they were. I will publish some of those letters maybe all of them. They are so special to read. She was a special person to everyone and always thought of everyone else before herself. ONE OF A KIND MOTHER. OUR MOTHER WAS A WAY MAKER.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOTHER AND I LOVE YOU