Phyllis Clara Charles

Phyllis and I went to many concerts at the NYS fair grounds. One time I had eye surgery and our seats were way over to the far right of the stage and way back. Your mom went and found someone and got our seats changed to the very center and closer to the stage. She was and still is a beautiful person. Love you, Phyllis.

Maya Angelo said it best..."to describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its most perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of the rainbow."
My mother was all that and as constant as the sunrise, moon and stars...the compass that points me in the right direction.
Living with Mom these last months and nursing her through her fight was painful and broke my heart to watch. At the same time the experience was very comforting in the sense she was still teaching me,...