Friday, August 05, 2005

moms

I wish I had a good story to tell but since my mom died when I was very young, I have few memories of her. When she died, we moved from the house and she wasn't spoken of until many years later. It was too painful, I guess.

I know of quite a few ladies around town that were friends of hers so I at least know she must have been a good friend.

My dad told me the main thing she liked to do was shop, which I find to be amusing for some reason. She used to go into NYC to get her hair done and buy her clothes. I'm sure she'd die at some of the stuff I wear.

I really wish I knew her but at least I was blessed with such a kind father.

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