July is the birth month of my Mom, Barbara Keedy. So, I decided to write some memories.
First of all she was a beautiful red head. I remember in grade school how proud I would be when she would come to the school. Which was often as she was president of the PTA. Wearhile she was President, she held teas, arranged a play, featuring both teacher and parents and carnavals.
She was dainty, very petite but do not let that fool you, she was a power woman!
Memories:
During a very lean year,
I wanted a Bride doll. She went and bought a second hand doll and made the entire bridal outfit. With my brother, Michael watching out the window, at lunchtime. One of my favorite gifts.
She always took my sisters side.
She was funny
She could get really mad
She loved her three children with all her heart
She was very protective
She was the best baker in the world, her apple pies, Christmas was a wonder of baked goods. Baking all the time.
She always baked every day.
She liked Babe Ruth and Heath bars.
She only let us drink ginger ale.
When she learned to drive, Dad took her around Grosse Ile and she would always end up crying because she would stop for squirrels and Dad would get mad.
She let Mike and I decorate any way we wanted at Christmas, one time we made a giant Santa out of cotton!
She hung it on the wall.
She jumped rope and played jacks and hop scotch with my sister and me.
She loved Danny Kaye and Bishop Fulton Sheen
She held Sunday school for us in the living room if we could not go to church.
She would take us on the bus downtown Wyandotte. I will never forget those times.
She liked soap operas.
She missed her Dad.
Once when she picked me up from school, because I had the measles she did a complete turn a round on Goddard road.
50 years ago this week, when I had a brain anuersym she was the first person I saw. All in white. (because I was in isolation)
You could not get anyone better when you were sick.
She made orange slices with sugar.
She loved poetry and plays.
She had all kinds of sayings.
She loved to go downtown Detroit.
We ate upstairs, it was great.
Christmas was a wonderland
She made my all night party dress
I loved her still do.
She had pet names for us
She loved me
She curled my hair in two rows of curls every night.
She once burned my head by accident because she saw a bug in my hair.
She had small feet
She took my daughter to get her nails done at 2
She took my son to the airport and he set off the alarm when he was 2
She helped take care of my two children
She helped my sister through cancer
She loved her grandchildren
The windows would be steamed on holidays because she cooked so much
She did not have much luxury
She could not sing
Don't take any wooden nickles (like I wanted wooden nickles)
Don't sit on that toilet
She could not swim and was afraid of water
She was funny
She was cool
I miss her
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