Born on the Fourth of July



She would have been 84 today. She liked have a backyard picnic on Independence Day, downplaying the fact that it was also her birthday. She had a big heart, but also a deep well of sorrow. She taught me to sew and to knit, two things I’ve relied on to bring me back to a sense of serenity,  a place she so often struggled to find herself. But when she was happy, she glowed.

This picture was taken in 1951, just after she and Dad moved to California while he was in the Navy.   We call it, affectionately, “The Mom-ster that Ate San Francisco.”





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