This past week, my mom would’ve turned 65 and as a memorial to her, I wanted to post about some of the things she enjoyed. It was very sudden when she had the emergency which led to her passing. She had been able to take care of errands, even within 12 hours of what happened. Although she had a few long-term health issues, there was no sign of a problem because of her abilities with getting groceries and general shopping. It’s a long story, which I wrote about in an earlier
post about what’s been going on in my life.
My grandfather on my mom’s side of the family was born in the Outer Banks of North Carolina, so she always had a love of that coastal
destination. Her parents would take the family there often when she and her brothers were kids, staying with relatives. Having family ties
also grew my mom’s interest in the local history, from lighthouses to the long-ago ships that sailed by or wrecked just offshore. When I was very young, my parents took me to the Outer Banks and I still remember that Tropical Storm Dennis was hitting the area. Out on the Dunes after the winds settled down to light gusts, the sand blowing around felt like bee stings. After that trip, we didn’t have a chance to return until June 2004. We took my grandmother with us and my Uncle
Dennis joined us as well for part of a week at the Cape Hatteras Motel. During that trip, we stopped to visit relatives who were into
ancestry. That was one intention of going to the Outer Banks. My mom loved to learn about the family history and in casual research, she
found out that we may have had a lighthouse keeper in our background. It’s a good thing that we went there at the time because again, we
never had a return visit for the rest of my mom’s life. Since 2004, she always hoped to go back and see older relatives one more time and
to see how things have built up over the past 15 years. I inherited my mom and her mom’s love of all things maritime and have been wanting to visit the Outer Banks again sometime. Hopefully, I could return there in her honor, maybe making it a family trip with my cousins.
Another interest my mom held close to her heart was military history, also coming through her father, who served in the Navy during World War II and survived Pearl Harbor. When my grandfather had time off at one point, he stayed in Perth, Australia. My mom had always dreamed of traveling there at least to follow in family footsteps. My dad is also a Vietnam Veteran, having served in Army with the 101st Airborne Division. Having these direct military connections, my mom always enjoyed talking with veterans when she spotted one wearing a hat or shirt related to their service. Whenever we saw a group of USA flags on display somewhere, it drew curiosity to stop by and check them out. They were set up to pay tribute to fallen soldiers, as well as first responders.
When I was younger, my parents and I went to a number of car shows, even Super Chevy where cool cars were parked on display and others took to drag racing. Although this was mostly an interest for my dad, my mom had a few favorite cars as well. She loved the classic Chevy Impala and in earlier years with my dad, sometimes she drove a Camaro he used to own.
Classic rock music was another pop culture element my mom enjoyed. Her generation grew up with The Beatles. Later favorites of hers included Fleetwood Mac, Bruce Springsteen and James Taylor. Although she wasn’t too much into movies, she liked the Loretta Lynn biopic “Coal Miner’s
Daughter.” She was a fan of Lynn and Patsy Cline, whose music my grandmother also loved.
These are just a few of the things my mom loved in her time and we had a relationship that allowed me to share these interests. We all miss her very much and of course, her passing is still hard to believe. I’m going to add related photos in later, since certain ones I wanted to
use are scattered in several online albums or far back on my phone.