And I know what you’re thinking......but Mom actually preferred this. Didn’t she? No one went out to eat back in the sixties. The only place Dad ever took Mom to eat was perhaps the Tama Sale Barn every now and then on a Saturday. That was back in the days of Lyle Lekin. Remember him? Dad and Lyle were good friends and a guy I went to school with, Danny Lekin, took over after Lyle. Anyway, I digress horribly. Here it is, Mother’s day and we’re talking sale barns.
Did we help with the dishes? Gadzooks, man, what kind of family do you think I grew up in? We had absolutely every single intention of helping Mom do the dishes and we certainly would of, IF, for even one second we thought she wanted the help. After all, what if we didn’t get them clean enough, or dropped some. or heaven forbid, put the glasses or the dishes in the wrong places. No! Dad kinda gave us that look that it just might be better if we also stayed out of the kitchen....even after the meal was over.
Don’t give me that look! We’re not talking about the “here and now.” We’re talking the late fifties and early sixties. Moms did everything! Yes, everything. Until Mom turned the TV on, it stayed off. The radio, featuring Leo Greco and the Czech Polka music started only when Mom turned it on. The kitchen started to smell like a real kitchen, the lights came on and the conversation and laughter commenced..............WHEN Mom got it all started. That’s Mother’s Day fifty some years ago. Guys, where’d we go wrong???
But I’m not finished talking about my Mom....Here are some valuable life’s lessons I learned from her. Mom taught me:
• To Appreciate a Job Well Done: “If you guys are gonna kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning the house.”
• Mom taught me religion: “You better darn well pray that stain comes out of your pants.”
• I was taught logic: “Why? Why” I’ll tell you why! Because I said so, that’s why.”
• Mom taught me to always be prepared: “Johnny put on clean underwear in case you get in an accident.”
• Mom taught me the irony of life: “You keep crying buster, and I’ll really give you something to cry about.”
• She also taught me about time travel: “One more word out of you boy, and I’ll knock you clear into next week.”
• Mom taught me about he web of life: “Listen kiddo, I brought you into this world and I can certainly take you out.”
• She taught me about anticipation: “You just wait till your Dad gets home and then we’ll see who’s right.”
• And she taught me justice: “One day you’ll have kids and I hope they turn out just like you.”
My mom, Sue Sheda, passed away in 1988. She will be in my thoughts this Mother’s Day because one of my fondest memories of Mom was that no matter what I got her, be it Mother’s Day, Birthday or even Christmas...it always, (according to her) was exactly what she always wanted, and how did I ever find it and that I spent way too much money and so on. Don’t know how she really felt, but I felt like a “million bucks.”
Love ya Mom and Happy Mother’s Day to you..............AND TO ALL THE MOTHERS OUT THERE....you are precious, special and loved, loved, loved.
And That’s The Way I See It. Let me know at firstname.lastname@example.org and let me know how you see it.........................OH, one more thing.....................I hope Usama Bin Laden is enjoying his 70 virgins........in hell!!!