tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post116227865176585615..comments2023-11-02T08:28:02.403-04:00Comments on Ruthlace: A Mothers Day Glimspe of My Mother.Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05675143999878806444noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1165112539594864012006-12-02T21:22:00.000-05:002006-12-02T21:22:00.000-05:00Ah-h-h, I have such wonderful memories of playing ...Ah-h-h, I have such wonderful memories of playing kick the can as a child. Some days we played from suppertime til dark. And sometimes after dark!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1165110977376417272006-12-02T20:56:00.000-05:002006-12-02T20:56:00.000-05:00Your Mother must have been a remarkable woman. I ...Your Mother must have been a remarkable woman. I do wonder what was going on in Mrs. Johnson's life. . . and whatever happened to Mae? "Rise, Mae" made me laugh!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1165095778068047952006-12-02T16:42:00.000-05:002006-12-02T16:42:00.000-05:00What an poignant story. We never know what other ...What an poignant story. We never know what other people are going through in their lives. Your mother was doing her part to help others.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1163280370982366282006-11-11T16:26:00.000-05:002006-11-11T16:26:00.000-05:00*:-.,_,.-:*'``'*:-.,_,.-:*'``'*:-.,_,.-:*Rmeber Ou...*:-.,_,.-:*'``'*:-.,_,.-:*'``'*:-.,_,.-:*<BR/>Rmeber Our Vets Today <BR/>God Bless our Vets <BR/>One and All<BR/>Have a great rest of the weekend<BR/>*:-.,_,.-:*'``'*:-.,_,.-:*'``'*:-.,_,.-:*lilfeathers2000https://www.blogger.com/profile/08545320797237805138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1163262399177076032006-11-11T11:26:00.000-05:002006-11-11T11:26:00.000-05:00Wow! I love the photos you added to this post. Y...Wow! I love the photos you added to this post. You know I check your blog daily - and sometimes several times a day to see if you have anything new. I especially like the photo of Mama Baird frosting the cake.Carolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06684253587216306249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1163164565200079592006-11-10T08:16:00.000-05:002006-11-10T08:16:00.000-05:00Aunt Ruth, this is a great memory of Mama Baird. ...Aunt Ruth, this is a great memory of Mama Baird. But, as Carol, Terrell and the other said, it is not surprising that Mama Baird was so gracious. I miss her so much. Now, as an adult, I am amazed how she could make each of her grandchildren feel so special when they were in her presence. I am SO thankful to have had such a wonderful grandmother.<BR/>Please keep sharing these stories. Since I have no pictures of my daddy as a child, your stories are painting wonderful mental pictures for me.Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04913944323813779764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1163157650657730922006-11-10T06:20:00.000-05:002006-11-10T06:20:00.000-05:00I enjoyed reading that story from your past. I wi...I enjoyed reading that story from your past. I wish I had known Mama Baird better. I've always heard such wonderful stories and have such warm feelings about her through the feelings relayed to me by my aunts and uncles. I think you are a lot like her.<BR/> <BR/>I love you and miss you, Grandmother. I hope to see you soon.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1163136116265562942006-11-10T00:21:00.000-05:002006-11-10T00:21:00.000-05:00Jsc is right - that is very much like your house M...Jsc is right - that is very much like your house Mother. I love to read your stories. It's a very rich heritage we have.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1163064054130754132006-11-09T04:20:00.000-05:002006-11-09T04:20:00.000-05:00Another thought ---- Mama Baird probably had no id...Another thought ---- Mama Baird probably had no idea the influence that action had on her little daughter. You have that same caring, mother. And your house is always open to people just like Mama Baird's was.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1163063912109032412006-11-09T04:18:00.000-05:002006-11-09T04:18:00.000-05:00What a wonderful memory of Mama Baird. When I rea...What a wonderful memory of Mama Baird. When I read the story, I didn't even think about abuse. But, if that wasn't the reason she came to your house, it could have been that she couldn't cope and being there gave her the strength to go back and "keep on keeping on." I also wondered if they were hungry. I would love to know the conversations that she had with Mama Baird. Although, it might have been that she KNEW she wouldn't get asked questions there -- just have warm acceptance. Thanks for taking the time to write this with such sensitivity, mother!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1163058089342755482006-11-09T02:41:00.000-05:002006-11-09T02:41:00.000-05:00I really enjoy reading these stories, though this ...I really enjoy reading these stories, though this story brought tears to my eyes, Mama. It fits perfectly with my memories of the kind of person my grandmother was. I still miss her.<BR/><BR/>Please keep writing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16842511.post-1162996125530389402006-11-08T09:28:00.000-05:002006-11-08T09:28:00.000-05:00"Rise, Mae." I love that! My first thought was t..."Rise, Mae." I love that! My first thought was that there was probably abuse of some sort going on. Bless Mama Baird for being so kind to them.Carolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06684253587216306249noreply@blogger.com