We were a poor family - My father passed away when Mom was only 26, she was left with 3 daughters to raise alone. To save money she ade our clothes, did sewing for neighbors and even began making Raggedy And and Andy dolls to sell at the fair.We would pick blue berries so mthat we could go the fair! One time I remember she planted trees for a penny a tree. She cleaned houses for a farmer in exchange for dairy, eggs, and meat. She taught us independence, courage and strength. After high school my life changed when I moved to Spokane-we kept in contact with letters and phone calls but lack of funds did not allow for much travel for she or I. However, I was able to make one last trip about 6 months before she passed, and I can still feel her kiss on my cheek and her last words to me, "Good Night I love you." And every night I shall repeat those words to her.