7 years ago today, my mother passed away. She was a wonderful mother. I think of her often. She saw so many changes in her lifetime. She was born in 1929 during the depression. She recalled having problems with her eye sight, but wasn’t able to have glasses for a few years. She remembered being the first farm on her road to have electricity.

She was adventurous when she was younger and talked about exploring all over their property, which was very hilly, had a nice stream, little waterfall, and some small caves. She had 7 brothers. One died as an infant and the another brother died the day before his 3rd birthday. It is hard to believe that they are all gone now.