Tuesday, October 6, 2009

The Whistler

Tuesday - October 6, 2009

When thinking about "The Whistler," many of us may think about the famous painting - Whistler's Mother, which is an 1871 oil-on-canvas painting by American-born painter James McNeill Whistler. According to some historians, when a model fell ill and could not pose Whistler’s mother said she would pose for her son. She initially stood for the painting, but had to sit because of her frailty. It is also said that Whistler was conveying something of his mother's strong Protestant character in the sombre pose, expression and colouring.
Before I had to take the Art Education classes at MU, I always thought the lady in the chair was actually whistling! :):) Then I found out the name of the artist and the story behind the painting - and I was disappointed she wasn't whistling at all!

I was with Mom today and noticed this afternoon she was whistling up a storm. Then I got to thinking - how long has it been since she has done that?? It has been a while! We try to keep Mom as active as possible. At 89 she needs to be needed! She gets a little upset when she thinks about us leaving our homes and coming to stay with her. We try to assure her we are doing what we want to do!!! No, it's not always easy, but, we all made a promise to Dad - almost four years ago - that we would take care of Mom! He knew we would, but at that time, it was as if he was free to go Home without worrying about Mom. He was always her protector and the love of her life. He was the provider for the family in more ways than just earning a living by working every day until he was old enough to retire. He was the one we all looked up to and valued his words of wisdom.

Since Dad left December 2, 2005 - Mom has felt a little loss. She had always cared for Dad, especially after he had suffered numerous heart-attacks, heart surgery, and carotid surgery on his neck. Dad was a fighter, and worked until he no longer had the strength to pick up the hammer. Mom is a lot like Dad. She wants to work so badly, but realizes her eye-sight is hindering her from doing what she had done her entire life.

The church's "Ladies' Circle" is planning a Christmas Bazaar with a luncheon. They will be selling tickets for the luncheon and hope they have enough Christmas ornaments, decorations, cookies, cakes, and anything else the ladies can fix to sell to the public. Mom has always loved making things and giving them to family and friends. She so wants to make something for the bazaar. So, I have been racking my brain, scouring my craft books, and finally came up with some projects that she can do!!! When she realized that she will actually be able to make some of these items - it has been all smiles and whistling from her!!!! Such a sweet sound to hear and see that Mom is happy!!!!

We went scouring the craft stores today looking for small clothespins which she will stain, and then we both will string on ribbon to make a reindeer necklace. (Oh, the new Hobby Lobby is absolutely awesome!) I will do the intricate details, but she will be able to stain the wood. So Saturday, if all goes well, we will be staining the pins, putting eyes on them, and painting their noses red!! She will be making her necklaces for the bazaar!!! I plan on taking pictures to post at a later date!!!

She feels useful, wanted, and loved!!! That's the way we like it!

The following picture isn't exactly in the same manner as the "Whistlers' Mother!" This is just one a little more modern!!! We all love you Mom!!!!!!!

Monday, October 5, 2009

When The Shoe Is On The Other Foot

Tuesday - October 6, 2009

A phrase which has a meaning that is commonly understood by speakers of the language, but whose meaning is often different from the normal meaning of the words is called an idiom.
When teaching reading, this was one skill the students seemed to enjoy. They didn't realize they heard idioms being used every day, whether at school, home, or watching their favorite shows on television. The use of idioms is one way to express our thought even though it may be confusing to some who do not understand their meaning and why they are used!

As I taught the unit on idioms, the students soon became attach to one they thought of as their favorite. It was that favorite one they were given the opportunity to express using an illustration. They weren't given a grade for their artistic ability, but those who were artistically inclined really did shine on this part of the assignment. Hmm - maybe English is not all bad! :):)
One that seemed to be a favorite was "when the shoe is on the other foot." According to many of the "idiom" experts they say, "If the shoe is on the other foot, someone is experiencing what they used to make others experience, normally negative things." The students had to have two pictures - one was representing the literal meaning of the phrase, while the other drawing represented the actual meaning. I had some really great examples. Wish I had held on to some of them, but I passed them on to other Language Arts teachers to use as samples!

I don't usually watch the late night show mainly because I really don't like people making fun of or cutting others down just to get a laugh!!! They are making money off of someone else's hard times, stupidity, or in some case their handicaps. I'm at Mom's and didn't turn the television off soon enough when one of the late night shows came on with the host apologizing for his actions. He appeared to be sincere and stated that he had been blackmailed to keep his secret from going public. I had seen clips where this host had poked fun at others for having done the same thing. Now the shoe was definitely on his other foot and it's not near as funny!!!

We all have a different sense of humor, and their are some who have none! When things are cute with no one being hurt physically or emotionally and see the humor in what they did or said, then I will laugh with them - not at them. How many times during your life have you seen, heard, or been part of a negative experience towards someone else, and later down life's road the same thing has happened to you??? Hopefully none. I sincerely believe that humor does need to be a part of our life, but not at the expense of others.

So, I guess what I'd like to say is that remember what you say and do, because some day it may come right back and you will be the brunt of some one's jokes and laughter! Then will it be as funny?? I remember many times as a very young child that people - old and young - who made fun of Dad because he limped. This was very upsetting to me. Mom and Dad discovered what had upset me and told me that I had to learn to ignore remarks like that. It was hard to do (and still is), but we all have to learn to remember what God wants us to do!

Just in case you might like to look at some idioms, how they are used, and what they mean I have listed the URL to one of the idiom sites!

http://www.learn-english-today.com/idioms/idiom-categories/alphabetical-list.htm

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Cooking Up a Storm - Whew!!!!!!

Saturday - October 3, 2009

Mom loves to tell the story of when I actually started to help her cook the meals!!! I came home form school as she was about to make "potato cakes" for supper. This is where we used left over mashed potato and fry them as you would a pancake. Mmmm - they are good!!! She allowed me to mix the flour and a little bit of milk in with the potatoes. She always made the "batter" thick enough where we would pat out a round "cake" and then fry it!! As the years have gone by, I have discovered that there are many versions of the "potato 'pan'cake" which seems to be an Appalachian dish. This was my first dish to fix all by myself under the supervision of Mom.

During junior high school, the girls were required to take Home Economics which was one semester of cooking and the other for sewing. The boys were to take woodworking and a mechanical drawing classes. That was back in the day when certain classes were just for the girls and others were for the boys. Personally I feel both the girls and boys need the Home EC. classes - especially cooking. It was in Home EC that my interest in cooking peaked. It was something I could do with Mom! From that point on I was in the kitchen to help fix the "simple" dishes!! With Mom's supervision I was learning "more" in our kitchen at home than the one at school. Of course when the boys found out who had fixed the potato cakes, cornbread, mashed potatoes, or gravy - they would act as if they had been poisoned!! I love my brothers!!!!!

The one thing about cooking with Mom, unless it was a cake or pie recipe, we did not measure ingredients for the dish we were fixing. Dishes that we fixed that we more or less fixed without the use of measuring cups and spoons included cornbread and spaghetti sauce. I've actually had to take the time to measure the ingredients as I made them so I could share with friends and family had to use the measuring utensils. I tries to be as accurate as possible, but I'm sure the spaghetti sauce got a little extra basil, oregano, or garlic from one batch to another.

Today, I tend to follow a dab of this and a pinch of this for many dishes I prepare with the exception being certain cakes and pies. New dishes will have me using the measuring utensils until I get comfortable with the taste of the dish. Sometimes I will add more or less of the spices to the recipe until I get the taste we like!! I watched not only Mom cook this way, but my grandmother and aunts as well. They were all great cooks.

Some of my fondest memories is of Mom and me in the kitchen during the holidays. We didn't have a lot of money to spare for gifts. One of the ways Mom and dad decided to give gifts would be by making them! These gifts went to the people Dad worked with and special friends of the family. We would make fudge, peanut butter balls, peanut brittle, orange marmalade danish rolls, and orange cakes. I had certain jobs I was in charge of when the cooking began. Dad did too. He was always the official taster - much to Mom chagrin!!!! He loved sneaking into the kitchen and slipping a bite of the candy and cakes we would make!!! It always aggravated Mom - much to Dad's delight!!! :):) The hardest part was the cleaning up - yuck, that fell under my job description. :(:(

When staying with Mom throughout the week, I am now trying to make these good memories come back for her. Due to her eyesight, she can't see to do what she use to be able to when cooking. She still cooks some, but we try to supervise her now!! When I say supervise, that simply means turning the oven on and off, or reading and measuring the ingredients for a new recipe she wants to try. She loves being in the kitchen and helping cook whatever we have decided to make for the day. This week we fixed dishes for her to warm up - and if the kids come by there will be enough for all to eat - as well as making and freezing some dishes!!! Mom is all smiles when in her kitchen! She may not be able to see as she did, but the feeling of being needed in the kitchen is still there, and it brings a smile to her face! All this cooking may wear me out, but her smile and and her knowing she is needed is worth it all!!!

Yes we are "Cooking Up a Storm" and loving it!!!! Following are some of the pictures taken during this week's "Cooking With Mammaw!"

Gathering of some of the ingredients!

Veggies and Chicken ready to prepare for Chicken Pot Pies!

Cream of Chicken, Cream of Mushroom, and milk ready to be whisked together.

The oven is set at 450 - notice the blue circles on the controls - this is to help Mom see what to punch when turning the oven on and off!

Mixing of the veggies and sauteed chicken in with the soup mixture!
These were bakes and then once cooled, they were frozen!

This one was made for Bill to eat while I was with Mom!

I love the color of these veggies for the Chicken Alfred - we have onions, broccoli, red pepper, yellow pepper, orange pepper, and green pepper.
Another bowl of diced chicken ready to be sauteed!

Sauteing the veggies!


A big pan once the veggies and chicken are mixed with the Alfredo Sauce.

Boiling the tri-color bowtie pasta for the Chicken Alfredo.

. . . this added more color to the dish!

. . . and we ended up with a dish that lasted only two days once the grand kids stopped by to see Mammaw!

We also fixed something "sweet" for those that can eat sweets . . .

. . . so we made some Rice Krispie Treats!

. . . and this mixture will become . . .

. . . oops, the boxes in the background gives you a hint - Brownies . . .
. . . using the pan I ordered!!!!!

. . . hmmmmm - looks like a couple of pieces have disappeared before they were cooled!! Culprits were Billy and Mammaw!!!! :):)
Wednesday was chilly, soooo "chili" is in the makings . . .
. . . we like "chili beans" and "kidney beans" . . .

. . . along with using diced or crushed tomatoes (or whatever I may have in the cabinet) - this can happens to be organic . . .
. . . diced onions to add to the beef . . .
. . . plus a little extra Chili Powder and even some Mexican seasoning . . .
. . . and the finished pot for a "chili" day!!!

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Mom - We Love You - That's Why!!!!

Monday - September, 29, 2009




There is a reason for me writing this post. I feel that there are some who constantly question how much time we leave our home to stay with Mom. Mike and I are predominantly the ones who do this. The reason is simple - we love our mother!! Some have even said, "can't someone else stay with her.?" Why would we want that. Mike still works; I'm retired which means I have a little more free time than he does. It has also given me the flexibility to be free to take her to her doctor appointments which is great. Neither one of us is "burdened" with the responsibility of helping Mom. I don't like the word "burden," but I'm afraid that's what some people think it is. They can no longer live "their" life their way! I have heard others say, be with your mother as much as you can, because one day she will also be gone. She is doing great, and we are hoping to give her a big birthday "bash" when she turns 90 in February!!!

Some of those who have made these comments have mothers who are younger and able to do what ever they want with no help. Someday, the time may come when they WILL need to assist their elderly parents. Others have been people who just don't understand the commitment we have to family. Is it easy - no, not always. It is hard to leave home, but when you have a supporting spouse who understands the relationship we have with our mother, then it makes leaving home to go home a lot easier! When the month comes to an end, the number of nights we spend with Mom are as even as possible - we don't keep tabs of who stays the most - we do what needs to be done because WE LOVE OUR MOTHER! I have discovered there are many people out there who are "me" people. Whether in their 20's, 30's, 40's, or 50's, they tend to think about themselves first - everyone else is second. I know that God wants us to take care of those in need - especially our family!!!

I have spent the last two nights with Mom. Last week I was with her four nights. Some nights we just sit and watch TV; other nights we may go to K-Mart, Wal-Mart, AC Moore, Target or the store; and sometimes we just stay home and cook! We all try to keep her busy when we stay with her, but not overdo it. Billy and Mike have both been sick, and we definitely did not want Mom exposed to the "germs.!" Billy came to the door and talked to Mammaw through the window!!! Checking up on her to make sure she was okay! :)

The comments made about "WHY" do "YOU" have to stay with her gets old after a while. WHY - let me tell you why. Who cared for me when I was born five weeks premature? Who took care of not one baby, but two babies? Who worried about where the money was going to come from for the medicine we needed? Who made the dresses I wore to church and school. Who lost many hours of sleep because all four of her children had the flu. who did without so that her husband and four children could have what they needed? Who indeed!!!! That was Mom.

In the beginning there was four of us who was able to take turns to stay with her, then last August it went from four to three due to the unexpected death of my brother, John. Then this past February, the number dropped down to two after my oldest brother, Dink, suffered a severe stroke and heart-attack. Too many times I have heard people say, "your family is large, you all can take turns!" Whose mother is she??? Dink, Mike's, and mine!!! Dink isn't able to help, but his oldest son Billy tries to stay on his days off. What about the rest of the family? Two are full time students with more than their share of work, plus working at a job to make ends meet. One is helping take care of his father and working when the opportunity for work is available. The others live too far away, are raising a family, and have jobs they need to hold down.

Sure if there was a need for one of the grand kids to help out - they would. Mike and I have said it many times - "She is our mother. We will do all we can to help her. Not only is it our responsibility to do so, but an honor for all she has done for us!"

Why are people so cruel? Why do so many people put their parents in a home? Some have really good reason in doing that, others do it because they are selfish. They want to live their life with no strings attached and keeping them from doing and going where they want. We try to make sure Mom doesn't feel like a burden. She knows it is tough for us to leave our homes, and doesn't want to cause problems for us. We are lucky in that those left at home understand! Sure we miss being home, but Mom is worth the sacrifices.

I have seen and heard so many of the younger generations make comments about what they were going to do if their parents got too old and feeble and couldn't live by themselves. I know of situation right now where the son has taken over all powers, sold his mother's car and house, then placed her in a "living assistance" complex out of state. Hmmm - seems like greed may have played a part in his decision. This lady was still able to take care of herself in her own home!

I am the only daughter, and therefore Mom likes for me to be here to help her do certain things - one of which is cooking. She loves to help cook up some new and old dishes. She loves her sons tremendously - one reason she loves to help me cook is so the boys will have something to eat! :)
As I sit here and write this I think about my future. I was not fortunate enough to give birth to a child. I will never know the love of a daughter or son as Mom and Dad has. Sure, I have nieces and nephews who love Aunt Sue; I have a step-son who loves me; but, it's not the same as having your own child love you! Regardless of how hard they have tried to include me, I am and will always be just their aunt and step-mother. I do not expect any of them to put me above their own parents - never.

I watched as Dad tried to take care of my grandparents. The love between parent and child was evident. Then the four of us taking turns to help Mom care for Dad those last five months - the love was there also. There was nothing we wouldn't have done to help make Dad's last days here on this earth the best it could be. Maybe we were being selfish in that we wanted to be the ones doing for him because we wanted to spend as much time with him as we could.

Mom is 89. I want to make her as happy as she can be. Her family has a history of a long life span, and we want her to be as happy as she can. Mike and I have certain "duties" that she does not want anyone else to do. We try to accommodate her as much as possible.


There are many families who have shuffled the responsibility to one child. They causes a lot of hard feelings and resentment. I have seen this happen so many times, and the resentment was hard to overcome. Thankfully we DO NOT have that happening with our family. Should Bill and I be going out of town or to a concert, then Mike or Billy takes my place with Mom that night. Should either one of them be going somewhere or even happen to be sick, then I pick up their night. No fussing No grumbling! No resentment. Should there be something happen that Mike, Billy, or myself would not be available, Meghan, Todd, and Bobby are willing and able to help their Mammaw out! :):)

So to those who don't understand why anyone would leave their home to help care for their parents, there is only one thing I can say - It is because we love them with our entire being and are grateful for what they had done for us!

We love our mother and will do all we can to help her!
We are so thankful we still have her with us!

I know there are many families out there who do not have the family support our family has, and it is tough. Many times there is only person who is available or willing to care for the elderly family member, other times there is no one who physically or financially can take on the responsibility. This is so sad! To those of you who still have your parents, please give them the love and support they need as they have always given you!

Monday, September 28, 2009

Honoring WV's Rosie the Riveters

Monday -September 28, 2009

“WE CAN DO IT”


This is the motto you can find on the iconic posters for “Rosie the Riveter.” It is also the “creed” that many of the women who had helped their country during WWII used their entire life. They had made many sacrifices - leaving the security of their homes to help their country in some way in a time of need was a big step for these young women. These ladies did not talk much about what they did during the war. Once the war was over their lives took another turn which was important to them – marrying and raising a family in a free country! It appears that this generation – men and women – did not talk much about their experiences because they felt what they did was nothing special – it was their privilege, duty, and honor to do what they could to help secure the freedoms we have today.


It has not been until the interest of special individuals and groups who wanted to preserve the stories of this generation that we really found out what a big part the Rosies and our veterans played in the war effort. Many families had no inclination of the role their parents, grandparents, aunt, uncles, or cousins played during WWII. When reading about WWII in school, it was about people you didn’t know – or so we thought. In reality, we knew many people who the history books were talking about but had not used their individual names. They were referred to as soldiers, sailors, marines, pilots, nurses, and Rosie the Riveters. The men and women in those history books were in reality our parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. They also included the family next door, the widow down the street, or even the elderly couple that sits on the second pew up front at church! Some of their stories may be too horrendous to tell, but the stories of their courage and the endurance of the times needs to be told. They are all heroes, and in the eyes of many they are “the greatest generation” to have lived!


On Saturday, September 26, 2009 there was a gathering honoring a group of our some of our West Virginia Rosie the Riveters. This was the first time that the Rosies had gotten together as a group. The process of getting their stories documented is beginning through individual interviews. Some of those ladies were being brought together for the first time to be honored. This special event took place at the Edgewood Summit Retirement Home in Charleston, WV. There were seven ladies who were going to be honored. In attendance were family members, veterans, the media, professors from some of our state colleges, and board members and staff of the group, “Thanks! Plain and Simple.” There is one special lady to me who was to be honored – my mother, Relma Irene Layne – to whom I will simply refer to as “Mom” throughout the rest of this posting.


Mom has not figured out why everyone is making such a big deal about what she did during the war. She, along with her foster sisters and cousins, went to Ypsilanti, Michigan to work at the Ford Bomber Plant. Mom was a “riveter” who worked on putting air vents in the outer wings of the B-24 Bombers. It was a job, and it was something she did to help the country during the war. To her, it’s just like me going to my job of teaching – it was a job, and she wasn’t anyone special. She and all those ladies were doing what needed to be done!! When growing up, Dad was the one who would say something about her being a Rosie the Riveter. Big Deal! I had no clue what a Rosie was. So what, she put rivets in a plane which happen to be a bomber. I had no idea the real meaning of her being a Rosie until I was a lot older! My brothers and I were aware of Dad being in the war since he was an amputee. He never let his injuries deter him from doing anything he set his mind to doing. Mom was the same way – “They Could Do It” regardless of what “it” was.


Sadly, there are many stories out there which have not been told about these courageous men and women who stepped up and did what needed to be done. From some of the things I learned today – not all of the “Rosie’s” worked in a plant as Mom did. Many of these women worked on the farms to help produce the food for their country and their family. Some volunteered at the hospitals, while others eventually joined the armed services. This was a time in our history in which our country relied on the women to be able to pick up the work the men had to vacate. The men were fighting in the was while the women were helping them by building the needed the needed planes, ships, guns, and other necessities they might need to survive. Most of these ladies are just like my parents and other veterans – they just didn’t talk about what they had done.


Once we arrived at Edgewood Summit, we were cordially greeted. All were doing a superb job in making the Rosies feel welcome and important. It was indeed a day intended just for them. A day in which we all could say thank you for what you did to help ensure the freedoms we have today. They may not have been in combat, but their jobs were just as vital to the war effort as were all those in battle on foreign soil trying to preserve these freedoms we sometimes take for granted.


Mom was introduced to all the other Rosies in attendance which was exciting. She was also introduced to the veterans – one being Woody Williams, WV only living Medal of Honor recipient. Each Rosie was answering questions by those in attendance who had not heard their stories. As the story was repeated we were learning more details about their experience. Little details that had just resurfaced were being shared with those who wanted to listen. As the day progressed Mom discovered there was another lady in attendance who also worked on B-24’s at the Ford Bomber Plant in Ypsilanti. They were able to talk about their experience, but discovered they were not there at the same time.


There was a special luncheon for those attending the day’s event. The tables were set up with a name card for the Rosie’s and their guest with other tables being occupied by friends of the Rosies. The cards had a special limerick for each of the Rosies. There is a picture which shows Mom’s card and limerick – oh so special!!! The food was delicious and the company was superb.
After the luncheon we gathered in what I would refer to as the Rosie Room. The reason for this is that there was a mannequin in the room which had been dressed as a Rosie the Riveter. She had a scarf on her head wearing an outfit very similar to what we see in the pictures of real Rosies at work. Mom had her picture taken beside this mannequin as did most of the other ladies. I’m sure it brought back many memories for them.


Once we were all assembled in this room we able to preview the beginnings of what will be a documentary of the Rosies and their stories. This is a work in progress, but what we were privileged to see gave us the sense it is going to be an awesome documentary. Listening to the ladies tell their stories was so enlightening and humbling. The realization of what it must have been like for them is coming to life for the younger generations.


The three people who have done the interviews are doing a wonderful job. Anne Montague – Executive Director and Founder ; John Haulotte – lead veteran and interviewer; and Tijah Bumgarnervideographer have and are doing a wonderful job in collecting the stories as well as compiling them in a manner that will enjoyed for generations. These three came to Mom’s house and interviewed her several weeks ago. All three are very charming people and made Mom feel like a very special lady! They were great in calming her down and getting her to tell her story. She was nervous, but she did a great job in telling them some of the things she remembered about that time. Mom did what she did because it was the right thing to do. She worked at the Ford Bomber Plant while Dad was being trained to man a half-track with anti-aircraft guns on them. Both Mom and Dad were doing what their country needed them to do. Both are my American heroes!


There are many people involved in this project. Many who are behind the scene and are working hard to gather as many stories as they can. Before the Rosies were given the floor to tell their stories, a lady who lives at Edgewood entered the room and was introduced as a Rosie who had just heard about what was taking place. Apparently this project is starting to pick up the pace in the number of Rosies that are being found in WV. My hope is that they will be able to reach all the Rosies possible, documenting their stories, and preserving them as a part of our history for generations to come.

Following is a set of pictures documenting the days event for Mom.

Before leaving the house at 8:30 - Mom was all smiles!

Mom sitting in the lobby of the Edgewood Summit - starting to get a little nervous.

Standing next to the "Rosie the Riveter" is a REAL Rosie - Mom!

Mom sitting with grandson, Billy Layne and his fiance Jamie Smith. She was so pleased they were there to support her. Lunch would soon be served!

Lead Veteran and one of the ones who interviewed Mom. John Haulotte is so good with these ladies - they love him!

Mom's limerick and name card on her table.


Another fantastic person who made the Rosies feel special was the videographer, Tijah Bumgarner.

Anne Montague, Executive Director and Founder, is one of the driving forces behind this project. Anne is representing her mother and is telling her story. Ann was one of two Rosebuds in attendance which meant their mothers were deceased and it was left to the daughters to tell their stories. A very gracious lady with a mission - getting the stories of the Rosies told!

Veteran, Woody Williams is a Medal of Honor recipient. He is WV's only living Medal of Honor! He was very helpful with the introduction of the Rosies and helped calm them down with his witty personality. A true gentleman.

This looks like one of those "got 'cha" shots of John. He is 27 years old and is a natural with interviewing and putting the ladies at ease. Having served in Iraq he feels a connection to these ladies, understanding a little of what life was like for them back in the 40's.

All of the ladies sitting are awaiting their turn to tell who they are, where they were during the war, and what they did. The first four ladies are Rosies while the fifth lady from the left is a Rosebud.

The two ladies sitting on the right are also Rosies. Ann and the lady on the left are Rosebuds - both representing their mothers.
. . . and the 7th Rosie to be honored was Mom. She reminded me of the kids when they had to give a speech for me in class. Some tried to hide and/or be last. Mom was tyring to be last!!!! :):) Before the ladies started, entering into the room was another Rosie who happen to live at Edgewood Summit. Another Rosie with a story to tell!!!
Some of the Rosies getting ready to do their Rosie pose-" We Can Do It"

Arms up - showing their muscles!
The genuine joy that Tijah and John are displaying when talking with Mom was evident when they spoke with all the Rosies. It is with people like this who will make the project a success! Thank you all for being so sweet and gracious to our precious mothers!!!

Mom and Garnet, who happened to work at the same plant - different times - saying goodbye!


It was great day for Mom. She was tired by the time we got back home, but she was glad to have been part of today's activities. She wore her ribbon to church the next day so she could tell them what she had done and where she had been.
Thanks to all involved with this project for honoring some lovely ladies who are long past being recognized. I wish you much success as you continue you project. I anxiously await the finished products! You all are doing a wonderful job!