I have many memories of Mother’s Day. It was President Woodrow Wilson who proclaimed May 9,
1914 as the first Mother’s Day. In doing so, he asked all Americans, on that day, to give a big
thank you to their mother and all mothers.
When
I was a little kid, back in the late 1930s and early 1940s, I remember several
Mother’s Days, when my twin brothers and I wanted to give our mother a little
gift, but we had no money. The Great
Depression still gripped the country—nobody had much. Those of us living on farms, although we had
little money, we had a roof over our heads and something to eat.
Just
to the north of our farmhouse was a twenty-acre woodlot. On the far north end of the woodlot was an
open area. Violets grew there, beautiful,
mostly purple violets. On many of my
Sunday afternoon walks with my dad, we had discovered this violet patch. The violets were usually in full bloom in
early May, just about the time the trees were beginning to leaf out. Just in
time for Mother’s Day.
I
remember one year, I was probably six or seven years old, when I invited my
twin brothers, three and half years younger than me, to trek out to the violet
patch, and pick some violets for our mother on Mother’s Day.
Our
mother had the most surprised look on her face, when we came home, and each
handed her a little bouquet of violets and said “Happy Mother’s Day.” I thought she should be smiling, but instead
I saw tears in her eyes.
THE
OLD TIMER SAYS: Sometimes the simplest gifts are the best gifts.
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Patterson Memorial Library
500 Division Street
Wild Rose, WI 54984
barnard@wildroselibrary.
www.wildroselibrary.org
If you live in the western part of the state, stop at Ruth’s home town, Westby and visit Dregne’s. and look at their great selection of my books, including my new ones, or order a book by calling them at 1-877-634-4414. They will be happy to help you.
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