Dear Mom,
It’s Flag Day for most people of a certain age. Mom, “people of a certain age” is a not so subtle reference to anyone over 60 these days. But for anyone in your immediate and extended family, today is a celebration of your birthday!
It’s a celebration of your life and the nurturing given to countless people. Many still refer to you as “Auntie Esther.” It’s hard to separate fact from fiction when listening to stories people tell about you. I say print the legend!
It’s been a busy year, Mom. Your great-granddaughter Kaity is a high school graduate — with honors. Headed to college in the fall, with nursing as her major. You could probably tell her stories about your days as a nurse. Kaity has a lot of your grit and determination. You would be proud of her. She calls Marilyn and me the “old people.” You were right when you said “what goes around, comes around.”
You were right about a lot of things, Mom. I remember the look you gave me when I spouted all that college stuff about world-changing events and how “old people” should keep up.
You and Daddy are probably grinning at the accomplishments of your “old age” son, Anton.
“Tony”, as Daddy called him, is celebrating his 25th anniversary as conductor of the St. Olaf Choir. Anton is mentoring a new generation of chorale musicians. He has brought diversity and creativity to the St. Olaf Music Department. Your “baby” is now an acclaimed international figure in his profession.
Honestly, I love teasing Anton. I remind him — publicly, when I can — of when I used to change his diapers. I’m sure you remember that I wasn’t happy with my “big brother” duties. All my friends were outside playing baseball and I wanted to be there, too.
Mom, will you not interrupt me when I’m talking? Please?
Where was I? Oh, right. Billy. He’s doing okay, enjoying his first full year of retirement. I’m not sure he would use the word “enjoy” but he’s maintaining the family home. Speaking of home, our house is turning 60 next year. I remember when it was brand, spanking new. We had just moved in. It had that great “new house” smell.
Hold on, Mom. I’m not finished yet. No, I’m not interrupting. Yes, I know who brought me into this world. No, I’m not giving you a “look.” Just one more thing …
Marilyn and I will be celebrating our silver wedding anniversary in September. Yep!! 25 years — up and down — the best years of our lives. Yes, Mom, Marilyn is the girl — forever.
We’ll be in Cooperstown, New York, for our anniversary. I’m still a passionate baseball fan and it seems just right to celebrate at the Hall of Fame. Marilyn made it her business to learn baseball after we got married because she knew how much I love the game. Now she is a very savvy fan.
That’s it, Mom. We’ll toast your birthday with PowerAde and PowerZero. Betcha that’s a surprise, Mom.
Please tell Daddy we miss him, too.
Happy Birthday, Mom!!
Love,
Garry
Categories: Garry Armstrong, In Memorium, Mother and motherhood, Relationships
Congratulations on your anniversary. So much warmth, joy and beauty in your post.
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Thank you, thank you.
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Beautiful post, Garry.
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Thank you, Evelyne.
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What a beautiful post, Garry. Mom is sure tol treasure it… ♫HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MOM!♫
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Thank you, Bette. You would’ve loved my Mom!
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Garry, I enjoyed your post. Very much. Happy Birthday to your mom. Thanks for sharing her with us.
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Thank you, Sarah.
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Such a nice letter! And maybe you are right about Flag day, I was just thinking that no one celebrates Flag day anymore. Happy Birthday to your mom!
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Hardly anyone remembers Flag Day anymore. It’s a holiday that has simply disappeared.
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Elva, thank you!! That’s why I said Flag Day is only remembered by people of a certain age. Those people! People who read books, appreciate history and are forever young.
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A lovely tribute to your Mom, Garry.
Bless all “Moms” and I’ll take some of that blessing too.
Leslie
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Thanks, Leslie. And a tip of the hat to you.
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Thank you kindly, Garry.
Leslie
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My pleasure, Leslie.
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SOUNDS as if our Moms were a lot alike. MOM would have been 93 June 11th………same date of Dukes death. She was one HECK of a lady! KP
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Keith, you would’ve loved my Mom. A no nonsense woman. Yes, I gather a lot like your Mom.
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If she was responsible for the products of you and Antone I am certain I would have! KP
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Don’t forget middle Brother, Bill, who holds down the old family home.
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I giggled when I read “would you please not interrupt me”. I imagined you and her sitting there and my wildest guess is she would have interrupted you anyway :-). Great pictures as always.
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Lady bug, Mom always got the last word in.
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I love this Garry- the way it is written, I love your reply to her” Yes, I know who brought me into this world”- can hear my own mother in that one. Thank you for sharing this.
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Garry’s mom was quite a strong personality. She turned out three tough sons, too.
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I know you are saying that with love and in a good way 🙂
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I suspect (okay, I know) I remind Garry of his mother. I am not always sure this is a good thing, but he likes strong women. Can’t imagine why.
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Marilyn, it is a GOOD thing! Gibbs would understand.
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Thank you. Mom always gave me “balance and perspective” even when I was at the top of my game professionally. That was her nature. And, it was good for me.
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that is a good thing and I don’t think it is done enough today!
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You’re right. It’s NOT done enough today!
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How very sweet and I loved knowing about your family. Kaity looks so pretty.
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Kaity is lovely. And the camera has always loved her … she is a dream to photograph 🙂
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Thanks. Kaity, I’m sure, is going to some special things. And, yes, Mom would be proud as are we.
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Wow!, you pick on your brother Anton like I pick on my sister Anne.., the “Doctah.” We just ain’t got no respect…
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Because we all remember when they were little squirts 🙂 I remember Anne when we were both in music classes together at Hofstra and a realized that the two of you were related. I knew you both, but never realized your were sister and brother. I can be a little slow on the uptake !
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Ain’t it fun, Ben? Mom might not approve. Then again…
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Ma.., she’s lookin” at me…
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Ben, there was the evening Mom called me at work. I was getting ready to go on set with the lead story. I told them to put Mom on hold. They said I should talk to Mom. The lead story waited.
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I think the expression, “Walk quietly and carry a BIG stick” was referring to mothers.., they have great power.
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