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Close to Nowhere Moms and memories It’s not Memorial Day yet, but memories are flying around here at the newspaper office. Pam’s mom is very ill, so we’ve all been concerned and naturally, our thoughts are turning to our own moms. Pam is the bookkeeper and also the editor’s wife. So, it’s hard on both of them, waiting for news on Mrs. Hefley. None of us at the newspaper have ever met Mrs. Hefley, but we’ve had Pam for 10 years, so we feel like we know her. Pam has shared many memories with us since her mom has been so sick -- today, we talked about Pam and Barry’s wedding. Pam’s dad, a Church of Christ minister, married them and her brother (the one male in five siblings) gave her away. So, while we’ve talked about Pam’s mom, I’ve been thinking about my mom, my sister and Barbara’s mom Hilda. Everyone here at the paper who knew Hilda loved her. She used to come to lunch with us on Fridays-- we’d go to Victor’s mostly, although while Pizza Inn was still here, we’d walk over there sometimes also. We laughed a lot with Ms. Hilda. She passed away in March, 2009, after a long battle with cancer. My mom died Sept. 8, 1978, very unexpectedly. My dad had been teasing her the night before about getting old -- the next day, Sept. 8, was her 55th birthday. She died in her sleep that morning. Just to make things even odder, Sept. 8 was also my mom and dad’s wedding anniversary. They’d gotten married on her birthday so Daddy wouldn’t forget the date (he was in double trouble if he did forget!). Bonnie, who has worked here at the paper, lost her mom not too long ago. Mrs. Pruitt (Mrs. P.) also died from cancer. She’d worked here for a long time also and we all loved her. Our “other” Mrs. P (Marie Pryor) moved to Oxford after her husband Ball Pryor died -to live with her son David. She died several years ago after a stroke. We were very lucky to have known and loved both our Mrs. P’s. Mr. Freddie wasn’t anyone’s mother -- but he was as loved as anyone of them. He was the typical grumpy old man with a large heart. Barbara and I both sometimes visit him at Hill Crest Cemetery and tell him our news or our problems. I was just by to see him the other day and tell him about how well his granddaughter Grace did at her first horse show. We often lose people we love and losing mothers is very hard. Thank God for memories! |
       
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