My cousin, Bobby, sent me a piece his mother, Helen, had written about growing up in Horse Creek. It is really a stand alone piece, so I’ve decided to include it with my Rhythm of Life stories. In the meantime, I want to wish my mother, Loretta, a heavenly happy birthday….
One 101 years ago someone special did arrive.
They thought she’d be the last child born as she was number five.
Her father called her Babe, then another joined the mix.
Six years later came a big surprise… baby number six.
She went to country school where the kids sat side by side.
She told me when she moved to town not one classmate cried.
To skip part of this story you’ll agree won’t be a crime.
To cover all 101 years would take all of your time.
Though her personality can’t be easily defined,
This woman whom I’m speaking of was truly one of a kind.
From bold and beautiful to successful entrepreneur.
She was courageous and confident and not at all demure.
Mischievous, sometimes cantankerous, horse race enthusiast,
She was the hootiest.
Her two offspring and her husband, Gus, still miss her every day,
And we’re remembering her today…her May the 6th birthday