This is my mother. She left me when I was just 14 years old. I saw her a few times from teenage through the typical college years (although I didn’t have typical college years) and then she passed away before I married or had children. She was a wonderful woman that I know I would talk to her often if she were alive, but I really never got the chance.

The most current entries are things I would tell her and only her ... because they aren’t meant to be heard, just vented (if she were alive). The majority of this blog are letters she wrote to me (and a few to my sisters) during the years that we were apart.

Friday, September 27, 1985

September 27, 1985

Dear Betsy,
 
It has been so long since I got a letter from you.  I miss you.  How are you doing?  How is work going?  Sandy sent me a letter and card last week.  She sounds happy.  What do you think about the 2 Mexican earthquakes and hurricane Gloria?  What is the country coming to?  How are you doing with the boy friends?  Who are you dating?
Bob has a lot of head and jaw pain.  He sleeps a lot but is a lot of company to me.  Grandpa is in a lot of pain and takes medicine for his face.  He sleeps a lot in the afternoon, too.  Grandma is retired but keeps very busy.  They are all moved to the new location.  Did I tell you Ricky and Shelly were here for a week?  Really cute kids.  They are a lot of fun.
Ricky talks just like Uncle Dick.  He reminds me so much of Uncle Dick.  They drove here and back.  On the way back they stopped in Tennessee to pick up David at a golf tournament.  (I can't write very well).
When are you ever going to come and see us?  I had a good time with you last year.  I imagine you won't get any time off now until next year?
The Bishop came to see me this morning.  He had the new issue of the Ensign.  He read part of it to me.  I haven't been to the Mormon church in ages.  It was so hot.  It changes time on the 13 to the morning hours.  Do you go to church?
Are you still going to school?  I imagine you are very busy.  I just heard on the radio that the Hurricane Gloria hit New York.  I hope you don't get bad weather.  How far are you from New York?
My ankles are swollen.  I have to go to the store and bank this afternoon.  It looks like rain outside and it's 55 degrees.  I get my eyes examined on Friday.  I go to my doctor this past week and he changed my circulation pill.  I still have to soak my feet.
Well, I guess I am out of news.  I hope you are happy and well.  Write me please or call me.  I love you, Betsy.  I miss you.

All my love,
Mom