No matter how long you have your Mom in your life, it is never long enough. Happy birthday, Mom. I love you – Your Raymond.
Happy Birthday, Helen
Today would have been my mother Helen’s 90th birthday. It was 71 years ago on this date, her 19th birthday and their first wedding anniversary, that she lost her first husband, Raymond, when his B-17 went down in a fiery crash during World War II. I read the letter again today that he sent to her the day he died. It was a letter she read to herself on her birthday for more than six decades.