Mom was our teacher. She taught Tracey and me to read and taught us about the world. She taught us how to treat other people and how to love. She taught us to be kind and caring, to be respectful and to work hard. She taught us how to have fun too.
Mom was our nurse. Whatever sickness we had, she was always there to care for us. As a little kid, I got stitches a lot (I was very popular with the Huntington Medical Group). She was always there to comfort me and calm me down, even though I’m sure she was scared herself (I hit my head on a lot of things!)
Mom was our advocate. She supported us in all our activities; dancing, cheering, gymnastics, baseball, chorus, etc. Not only did she sign us up and drive us everywhere, but she was also a constant presence, watching us and cheering us on. I vividly remember her rushing to school one day and arguing with the assistant principal after I had been pulled off the bus for fighting, when in fact, I was being bullied. She worked hard in searching for the best colleges for us, and to make extra money for our education.
Mom was our tour guide. She planned fun and educational trips for us, taking us to places like Montreal, Niagara Falls, California, the Grand Canyon and the Rocky Mountains. I remember going to Mets games and the NY World’s Fair in 1964 and 1965. Some of our best memories were the trips to Ohio where we spent fun times with our extended family at her aunts’ and uncles’ farms.
Mom was out friend. She was always interested in us as people; we were more than just her kids. She enjoyed our friends. She liked to play games with us, and passed on a little bit of her competitive streak.
Mom, you have given us so much, we are so blessed and lucky to have you for our mother. You will always live on as the best part of us.
Love always,
Randy