September 10th 1920 - My mother, Bessie Jane Boyle was born. At her funeral her minister expressed it this way, 'She bounced into the world.' He went on to say, "her years spanned such incredible eras in our nation's history, most that radically affected her culture here where she was born and reared and later where she came back home to live. Somewhere along the way she resolved to live out her changing times with energy and optimism. Maybe it was born of her years as a navy wife, living in Boston or Brooklyn or Providence, Rhode Island or her time living in Sicily. Or maybe it was something just born in her to engage her life actively one day at a time. However she came to that way of living, it served her well throughout all her days. Moreover, it stands as a model for our own way of doing whatever it is that gives us fulfillment in life."
I know she loved being a mother. Moma and Daddy were married almost five years before I was born and they were thrilled to be parents. She was 33 when I was born but it was 25 years later when I think she found her greatest joy. That's when Mary was born and she became a Grandma for the first time.
Nothing gave her more fulfillment than these 4 children!
Holding Mary for the 1st time
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