Monday, April 11, 2016
Mary was my other Mother. I spent so much time at your house growing up with Billy, Ed, and Sherry that I knew every meal she made and loved the way she called me and Billy into the house when Mash was on. Fried chicken was to die for, and her homemade noodles were the best. Can't count how many nights I spent over at your house under about 5 blankets upstairs in the bedroom huddling with Billy for heat and days of playing baseball in the yard on the side of the house. Amazing memories, amazing lady, and I miss her. I had two moms, and now that my second one is gone, I feel a big gap. I only hope I have such a great impact on people's lives as she did. Thank you for sharing her with me, and I treasure the memories and care she put into making sure I got fed and grew up right just like her own. Love you guys. Hope to see y'all sometime soon when I make it back that way. Bill T
