My Mother's Child

For the last several years I, along with 2 other family members, have cared for my mother who had Alzheimers Disease.  She died in May, 2010.

Her death was welcome, she had suffered quite enough.  However, I miss her and long to hear her voice.  The phone rings and I look at my caller i.d.  She will not phone me again, but still I look and I long for her voice.

At one time my mother had a very strong and capable voice.  She loved to tell stories.  In the late 1990's she asked me to help her write stories about her life as a child born in 1923.  Actually she wrote the stories, my job was editorial in most instances.

My mother's really was proud of her book.  Her greatest wish was that it be published.  I think she actually believed that if the RIGHT person read it it would be a classic!  She also envisioned a television series or a movie based on her book winning award after award.

While we did copyright the book, and a number of our relatives purchased copies.  However this was self-publishing and my mom wanted the masses to enjoy her stories.

In her honor, and with loving respect ,I am now publishing her stories.  Enjoy them for what they are,  words of a woman in her late 70's recalling her childhood experiences.   She would certainly love knowing that her life story has lived after her 

Thank you for reading her story.