Let every day be Mother’s Day

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Opinion

May 10, 2019 - 4:32 PM

Mom and me in late 1945.

I called my mother at mid-afternoon on July 29. The question was always same, as was the answer.

“How’d you feel (a certain number of) years ago?” “Great! I’d just had a wonderful baby boy.”

I, of course, was the baby, born at 2:20 p.m. on July 29, 1943.

In 2000, I didn’t get to make the call; she died 10 months earlier. Such traditions are hard to give up, much less forget. 

Mom (Violet Johnson) and I were close because we never were apart the first  two and a half years of my life. 

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