Thursday, December 3, 2020

Memories

Remembering my mother, Doris Wright Gravenhorst Caswell. She died in 1975 at the age of sixty-five, five months.  Nanu to all her grandchildren.

It is odd to think that would be her One hundred and eleventh birthday.  To me she will be forever young.
 

She was probably in her late twenties when this picture was taken.
 
As always stay safe, and thanks for stopping by.................*s*
 

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  1. Mariette VandenMunckhof-VedderDecember 3, 2020 at 11:47 AM

    Dearest Suzi,
    Yes, her memory of your beautiful Mother remains one of youth; no doubt! But her soul never died, that is our only solace...
    Hugs,
    Mariette

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  2. Michèle HastingsDecember 4, 2020 at 1:25 PM

    She was a beauty!

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    1. smartcatDecember 5, 2020 at 8:03 AM

      Hi Michele...I never appreciated it when people would say she was beautiful. My thought was that she was my mother. It wasn’t until I was an adult that I could see how attractive she was. But isn’t that the way of kids?

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