First memory of mom: Mom insisted that everyone earn their Eagle before they could drive. Where did that leave me? Mom decided I had to earn a "Cockatiel" award. The path to achieving the "Cockatiel" award was ill-defined. It consisted of Mom asking me to do spur-of-the-moment "feather" tasks, in which I could earn a "feather" and work my way up to the coveted "Cockatiel." "Feathers," I came to see, were chores Mom needed help with or homemaking tasks Mom wanted me to learn. Not surprisingly, due to the obscure nature of the "Cockatiel" requirements and my feminist sensibilities I never earned my "Cockatiel" and Mom will ever bear an empty place on her collar, where my own noble bird pin should have gone.
Second memory: I wasn't there for this but I heard it from Adam. And it's great. Mom couldn't figure out how to turn off the low battery alarm on the fire alarm. It was getting very annoying so she called the fire department to ask their advice. The fire dept. protocol was to send out the entire fleet any time anyone called about anything and that is exactly what they did, though Mom begged them not to come. What I don't know is whether all those firemen in all those fire trucks managed to fix the alarm?
Final memory: I wasn't there for this either but it is also great. Basically Craig went on like 10 different prom dates and all his dates were hussies and wore immodest dresses so Mom knitted a shawl for them to wear. Did she ever ask any of them to wear it Craig?
Any other memories of Mom?
Love you Mom! Thanks for the laughs!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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