I have been through and have shared your pain
Losing my Mother so young was devastating
Her life so sad, she had just begun to live
Times were tough when Mom was born, "1918"
I cannot understand a parent giving up a child!
But her parents gave her up for adoption
And suffering from the pain of becoming an orphan
Unbelieving I can only follow the trail
What I do know through it all she knew Jesus
That love never for her wavered!
Mom never talked to me about her childhood
Putting her story for me is finding pieces of a puzzle
One day we were passing a boarded up building
It had been a grocery store and gas station
She said, "I once lived with my Foster parents in that store.
It was so sad when the business failed and they gave me up.
They taught me to love Jesus every day we prayed
Attended the Baptist Church just down the street."
One day Mom and I were listening to the Mormon Choir
She had lived for a while as an orphan in Salt Lake City
The kids teased her for not committing to Mormonism
How she ended up in San Francisco is a mystery never explained
I was eleven at the time my sister was eight
Mom as an adult was in an uneasy relationship with her mother
I can only go on what I heard, My step-Grandpa
When he heard Grandma had children she gave up was livid
I can only at this point say my hero and most admired as
role model and the man I grew up knowing as both father and Grandfather
He took on Mom as his daughter and never allowed us to know
especialy with a drunken abusive father, Mom felt abandoned, yet loved.
Grandpa and I shared love of sports love of country
The game would start Grandpa and I stood and saluted the flag
The Marines needed a few good men I was going to be one of them
Sadly a vertibrae had been crushed in a beating by dad
I had hearing loss in one ear and trouble with seeing
Today my vision without glasses is clear I adjust hearing
My back trouble is only seen in x-rays but I flunked the physical
The real problem at six foot three I would not do well in a Submarine
I joined the Army National guard and the US Airforce as a medic
Sadly the day Grandpa died I was stationed at Osan Airforce base Korea
I heard it in a letter, recieved three months after the funeral,
"When your Grandpa died!" My letters censored, A grown man cried!
The next love one to die was the Littest Angel. If there is any interest
her story well come next. First I have to say if it seems cold that you
have not heard from me in your losses it is not from not caring. I have
learned by pain to think they are Angels all around us./dandy
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