August 13 is my mother's birthday. I really think she was born on Friday the 13th...or that was what she always told us when we were growing up. She had such a weird sense of humor.
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| Thanksgiving 1968 I am 6 and my brother is 9. My mother is beautiful. |
I have very fond memories of my mother. She worked nights as a nurse at Emerson Hospital in the labor and delivery floor. She was one lucky lady getting to hold all those babies.....I have her nursing ring, something I treasure. Someday I hope to be an RN just like her. I know that will make her happy.
My mother and father built the house that we all grew up in. It was a small ranch that worked just fine. My sister and I shared a room, which was hard but I think we did OK. ( we divided the room in half with tape .....) My older brother got too have his own room...this made me so jealous!
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She is so young looking! I think I was 5 in this photo, we always added a extra "good luck" candle/
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The girls: me, Micheala, my sister Joanne and mom in the back.
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| Cass and grandma getting ready to sail a ship in Rockport, Massachusetts. |
Happy birthday mom....Thank you for all you did. I miss you.
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