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My mother (long gone to wherever) was not the kind of person you might look forward to meeting. The first thing she’d ask upon entering your home is if you had a cigarette.  You‘d say no, and she‘d take out one of her open purse.  And then she’d ask if you had a match and [...]

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Marge Dugan died in 1988 – just a few months before her granddaughter Jorie (my daughter) was born. Sadly, they missed each other by a few months — though I have some sense that Mom may have sent her my way. Mother was a special person — one who was kind and welcoming to all, [...]

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I enjoyed reading all of the wonderful tributes to moms. I have a mother who is 88 and going strong. I love her dearly and care for her with whatever support she needs. However my mom was not there for me during the most important years when a daughter needs her mother most — ages [...]

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Mom was one of the first “women libbers.” My father did that for her (or depending upon your degree of sexism, . . . to her!) You see, he ran out on us, deserted us when I was ten and my sister Babe was five. So there we were, two kids and Mom, trying to [...]

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Two months ago my mother, almost 95, was diagnosed with cancer.  So far, she feels no physical discomfort even from the effect of chemo pills she takes each evening. She has a wonderful attitude as expressed in her very own words, “I have lived a long and productive life in good health, I don’t mind [...]

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My own mother, Belle Meyers, is gone almost four years. When her friend Mac died recently at the age of 98, his son credited much of the joy his father had in his later years to my mother. And it was true. Although my mother could get annoyed at people, almost everyone who met her [...]

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My mother was an extraordinary woman.  I wish I had told her so while she was still alive. She was the second  oldest  of four sisters and third child in a family of seven children.  She developed rickets when she was three or four, and her legs were misshapen as a result.  It didn’t affect [...]

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Our family was so fortunate to have my mother until just one month short of her 97th birthday, her mind and memory still more intact than mine is today, and her sense of humor undiminished.  Like so many of our parents, she seemed to grow wiser as she grew older.  Perhaps that was partly because [...]

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My mother, Martha Baumgartner Habegger, was a creative thinker. She said that when, in college, her philosopy professor said that if you ever looked at a chicken and thought, “Chicken, do you know you are a chicken?” you are a philosopher. And she often had experienced that thought. After 80, she had her poem in [...]

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Funny, but I think of my mom often, even after 35 years. We’d had a sometimes stormy relationship, but the last years grew increasingly better.  I am grateful that we seemed to reach a peaceful place together. She was a particularly good mother-in-law and a superb grandmother.  This was a woman who wanted peace and connectedness within her [...]

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