Happy birthday, Mom!
Born in the middle of the Great Depression, she was raised on a farm in a small town in Maryland surrounded by lots of extended family where she was more comfortable with outside chores than being in the kitchen. As a result, she has an encyclopedic knowledge of plants and trees and could easily have had a career as a landscape architect. You should see her front yard!
|Mom and her brother,|
my Uncle Lawrence
Her folks scrimped and saved to purchase a piano and arrange lessons for her. She took to the instrument like the proverbial duck to water and by early high school was playing for the church choir. Further saving allowed her to attend Western Maryland College where she obtained her bachelor's degree in music and met my father. They married, and she followed him to various locations first with the Army, then Citgo, and finally IBM. At each location, she got involved in their church's music program, often serving as church pianist. Her love of books prompted her to start libraries in several of her churches.
|Photo: Pixabay/Jill Wellington|
Happy birthday, Mom! I don't tell you often enough how much I love you!