Tag: Mother

When It Rains…

July, August, and September proved to be an unexpectedly difficult time for this family. July Remember the window shades ordeal that started back in December but never seemed to end? They were supposed to be completed mid July. Almost were. A little problem. Will reschedule. Also, in mid-July we received a notice from the DeKalb County Department of Environmental Health… Continue reading

Beth Tyson, RIP

I am saddened to report that my dear mother passed away on Sunday, September 6, 2015. She was just 3 months away from her 80th birthday. My sister, Rebecca, gave her a surprise birthday party for her 79th birthday. Mother was challenged with many difficult conditions for many years, but she remained a strong-willed fighter to the very end, when… Continue reading

Mother Visits California

Well, it’s unbelievable, I know, but mother spent most of the month of August visiting here in California!  And, much to my shock, I think she really enjoyed her visit!  She took hundreds of pictures and even shot some videos (some by accident). I flew to Pensacola at the beginning of the month to pick her up as she doesn’t… Continue reading

Mother, a FL Sunrise, and a CA Sunset

Regrettably, I missed a gorgeous sunset tonight.  By the time I got to the ocean after dinner, this was all that was left.  I shot it with my iPhone; so, well, it’s lacking. This was a sunrise from my recent trip to Florida.The Gulf of Mexico is just gorgeous!  Again, I shot it with my iPhone. And here is a… Continue reading

On to the Next Generation…

At one time I had over 30 “great” relatives:  my grandparents and their brothers and sisters and their wives and husbands—my great aunts and uncles. Last night, the last of that generation passed away, Uncle Tolbert McCrory.  He was my mother’s father’s youngest brother.  I will always remember him as pleasant and cheerful.  Full of pluck and good humor.  Quick… Continue reading

The Old Ways

Nostalgia.  The good old days.  The old ways.  Back in the day. We tend to remember the past all packaged up as warm and glowing.  This morning, for no discernible reason at all, I had a flash back memory from my childhood.  I was a young child visiting my great Aunt Hester€”my mother‘s mother’s sister.  My great Aunt Hester had… Continue reading