From John: I learned so much from my Mom, and always felt loved. Random memories of her: Explaining the 1960 Democratic convention to me, remarking that "that guy we thought was too young won". Me playing army and wishing I had some K-rations, and then finding "K-rations" made of rolled bread and cheese waiting for me in the frig. Me petrified, watching neighborhood punks yelling at the boy with polio, throwing rocks at him to make him "dance", and then my Mom storming out of the house and chasing them away. Me playing a role in a Tyler play that called for me to be bald (ahead of my time), and Mom figuring out a way to make it happen with a cut-down stocking. Mom making us cocoa and cinnamon toast after the movies. Mom sharing a joke with Dad, kissing him when he went away for an overnight hospital stay, telling us boys that he needed support when work was stressing him out. Dad telling us that he hoped we would all find someone like "your Momma" to marry. And most recently, Mom simply being inconsolable because the love of her life was gone. I'll miss my Mom an awful lot, but I hope she's happy now up there somewhere with Dad.