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Asked at Danville Veteran's Hall Senior Center

What do you remember most about your mother?

Bill Iles

telephone company retiree

Unfortunately, I didn't know her long enough, as she died when I was 3 years old. All I have is a picture of a green-eyed lady. My grandmother and aunts shifted me around between them. My grandmother, an uneducated American Indian, was famous for her sayings for almost everything.

Bette Bennett

volunteer of the year

I loved my mother dearly, but I was raised by my grandmother. She taught me everything, including helping people, loving people, and a good work ethic. When I was 3 or 4 years old I was helping at the church, where it was instilled in me to always help out.

Ted Kai

language teacher

She was an artist. She would put her easel along the river Rhine in Bonn, where I was raised as a teenager. Within an hour, she would have a beautiful painting showing the hills of the valley as background with the Rhine flowing through. She would sell her paintings right off the easels to passing admirers.

Diane Morgan

WWII war bride

I remember my mom back home in England with a big smile and loving life. She was always singing. During the war, she would keep a stiff upper lip, especially when she was escorting us down in the dugout during the bombing raids.

Fran Britt

volunteer, Culture to Culture Foundation

Back in New York, I was a middle child and my mother's favorite. She died after I got married and was living overseas in China. She was Chinese and didn't speak much English, but she was the best shopper and would get the best things at the lowest prices - a real haggler. She taught me to be honest and thrifty. I miss her.

Posted by Halamo, a resident of another community, on May 8, 2009 at 7:47 am

Dear Dolores,

Isn't it interesting that a day of celebrating mothers created by a greeting card company has become more than just a card? Among humorists in All things Alamo & Pop(u)lar, we are discussing appropriate recognition of mothers.

As I referred to my mother, Marian, of the vaudeville circuits of the 1920's, I focused on a round of applause and celebration of the outrageous humor we shared. It seems we all agreed that mothers should have a special outing with most recommending a wine tour and, as punishment, the grown children would be the designated drivers.

As we concluded our zany review, we were going to add a ladder to the old Alamo Post Office, now a shoe repair with a horse on top, and offer free pictures of Mom astride the horse. If Mom happens to be in Willimantic CT, we can offer a picture on top a large copper frog.

Lovely thoughts, right?

Hal, as Halamo

The Alamo Towne Fool

@ODDs, a Saloon for Fools

The Hotel Snaysmuth

West Willimantic CA 94507