I remember your Mom with such affection. She was never one to be "trifled with". I often thought that she liked to make you think she was stern, but then she would smile at you and you thought that you were the most important person in the room - at least to her at that moment. She was a great lady. Even those of us who saw her infrequently were affected by her and your Dad. They are pretty unforgettable - at least to me.