Thursday, June 30, 2011

My mother...

Janet 1924 age 2Five years ago, my mother died, after a long illness that essentially took her from us years before.

This is a picture of her at age two, or thereabouts. She had that smile almost as long as she lived.

She was much loved. She is much missed.

1 comment:

  1. Yes indeed -- I can't tell you how often I think of her, mostly at church (where she was such a rock for so long, and the best layreader EVER) but also any time I see a plastic Halloween pumpkin.

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