To Alice, my Second Mom
I met you as a young teen when your family moved to Wisconsin.
Vicki and I became best friends and that friendship has lasted over 40 years.
I remember how welcomed I always felt at your home.
Though I learned your life had been a real struggle, I never heard you complain.
What I saw was a woman who smiled and would break into song for no particular reason.
A women who despite having 6 children by a husband that would not support them, went back to school and got a nursing degree. A woman who chose to remarry and have another child.
I saw you many times getting ready to head off to work at the Ripon Hospital when it seemed there were many things happening at home but I never heard you complain.
I know that money must have been tight but it never felt like that when I was at your home. I learned how to make Lasagna there. There was always room for one more at the table. Many a night began or ended in your kitchen. You shared your wit, optimism and love with us all.
(Art was another story, he on occasion would put the fear of God in us with his fierce presence. I did not know this was an act until much much later.)
As an adult I came to visit many times. You always welcomed me and celebrated my triumphs but never made me feel bad about my failures. I know how much you loved your children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.
You were determined to live your life your own way and for that I applaud you.
I am a better person for having had you in my life, may you now be singing with the angels. Love Linda