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Thoughts on the 82nd Anniversary of My Mother's Birth

In some ways she was very traditional in other ways, not.

When I knew her she was a stay at home wife and mother. In college she worked third shift at the Western Union because it was usually quiet and she could do her homework So as a young married she could always get find work at the local Western Union office.

She had a semester of law school (my Dad paid for it with one craps game) but decided she didn't want to be a legal secretary.

She was one of the first wives over to Germany after the war. My Dad said my oldest brother was conceived the day she arrived. In Germany was the only time of her life she had a maid of any nature, let alone a live-in. Meanwhile, she and the other wives were having to buy staples in mess hall sizes and bartering stockings and cigarettes for other necessities.

Speaking of cigarettes, my mother gave up a 2 pack a day habit in 1943 because it was too expensive. She was always chintzy.

In the late 60s, my mother got pissed off at a mechanic and signed up for automobile mechanics at the local junior college. She just wanted to learn enough to know when she was being lied to but found she loved it. The teachers liked having her in class because it made the boys work harder; they didn't want to be bested by some middle aged female!

MD never got to spend much time with her maternal grandparents but here are 3 nuggets of grand-motherly wisdom I am passing on to her:

  1. Never buy cheap shoes.

  2. It will never be noticed on a galloping horse.

  3. People are no damned good.

Mood: nostalgicnostalgic

Much better. You're mother was very beautiful.

You can tell that from this picture?

I think of my parents and I feel small. They were stronger and more adventurous than I.

*shrugs* It's a pretty good picture. I was raised by my grandmother, so I'm used to looking at black and white pictures taken in the forties.