Mother’s Day brings memories of varying shapes and sizes. As a child, my memory of Mother’s Day is the pretty red rose that was pinned to my shoulder to indicate that my mother was living. After 1959 it was a white rose for my Mom in memory of Grandmother Blansit who had slipped away. And, […]
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In a voice, ever so tender, Mother said, “So they say you are depressed.” Continuing, she said, “And we know what to do about it.” That conversation took place in 1967 at the corner of Brainerd and Moore Roads in Chattanooga as we drove home from the office of a reputable internal medicine doctor. For
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Remembering that today would have been the 96th birthday of Cliff’s mother, I have found myself reminiscing. Stella was good to me in her own way and I have a lot of fond memories. After Cliff’s death (which she never accepted because dementia convinced her it wasn’t true) I continued to send flowers for her
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