From my mother …

From my mother I inherited a love of books and reading. Before television and in a small New Mexico town that lacked a movie theater her nightly readings to my older brother were a great source of entertainment. As my brother was some four and one half years older the readings had to appeal to both of us. We floated down the Mississippi with Huck, Jim and Tom. My heart was in my throat with the discovery of Huck’s dead father and tears came into my eyes as Huck mourned the death of his friend killed in a feud.  I have reread most of those books

I write about this as I return from  a visit to my mother. She still reads though her short term memory is almost gone.  Before we left my daughter bought her two new books and I hope she can enjoy them. She loves very clean romance novels . At the age of 99 she was the assistant librarian at her church  I wish to thank her for the effort of reading to us after a hard day’s work.

She built the house she lived in from 1961 until 2008 and she started backpacking at the age 0f 71 and I will write about in more detail later. A very happy Mothers’ Day to my mom. She is 103.

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