Thanks for the kind words and thoughts. They really do make a difference. It was a great service....even though I did end up speaking at it.
We had the internment today about 3 hours away where Helen grew up. All in all it was a great experience as the remembrance of a wonderful matriarch. She was wonderful.
Here is a poem that she wrote when she was 12 years old in 1943. This was written to her older brother Ross who was a airman flying out of England. He is another story by himself. He was too young to sign up as a pilot so he flew as a tail gunner. He flew 73 missions.
To Some-One Far Away
Hours, days even years have past
Since we have been to-gether,
Seasons come and go each year
With wet and stormy weather.
But sunshine, too has entered in
Our lives where e’er we are
And love has brightened up our hearts
Just to know and love our kin.
And even if we meet not again
On earth’s bright path we trod
We will meet again some time
And walk and talk with God.
For this joyous thought we breathe a prayer
Entreat with heart sincere
That by and by in time to come
We’ll meet with loved ones, dear.
So until the time has come
When we’ll unite to-gether
We’ll think of you, Remember you,
Regardless of the weather.
Cheery, bright and patient be,
In sickness and in health,
Until in time foretold to us
Our virtues turn to wealth.
Helen J Fiddes
This is an indication of the lady that she became and the mother she became to me. In-law just does not seem right phrase.
Thanks again for you support.
Mike
