She was born in 1920, the 6th child in a family of 9 children; the 3rd of 4 daughters. She was step-mother to five, mother to one, grandmother to one, and teacher to several hundred during her 40 years of teaching. I wrote more about her, here.
I was full of memories of her, today. She was the most influential person in my life and I miss her. All day long, I have been humming her favorite song: Whispering Hope.
"Soft as the voice of an angel, breathing a lesson unheard
Hope with a gentle persuasion, whispers her comforting word,
Wait till the darkness is over, wait till the tempest is done
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow, after the shower is gone.
Whispering hope, oh how welcome thy voice
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice.
If in the dusk of the twilight, dim be the region afar
Wilt not the deepening darkness, brighten the glimmering star,
Then when the night is upon us, why should the heart sink away
When the dark midnight is over, watch for the breaking of day."