I know for her it symbolized the start of an adventure and a very different life than she had known, one that would take her from the glitz and glamour of New York city to tiny Texas towns, many of the United States and various foreign countries. She would have four children, two girls and two boys. She would lose one of her boys in his teens. I was in college then and what I remember most, besides the overwhelming sorrow, was how my mother handled this time with grace and dignity even thought I knew her heart was broken into bits. She was always a lady.
My mother and daddy were married for over fifty years. In those days when you took a vow you kept it, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health. My mother taught me manners and how to be a lady (I often apologized to her for my many slips) and my daddy taught me to be a woman of my word, to persevere and that a job worth doing was worth doing well. In the South we would say that I had good raisin'.
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