It has been ages since I posted info in my book blog and I stopped writing ebooks last year. I lost interest in writing after I endured the sad task of burying my mother last year in December and miss her so deeply. Today was not only Veteran's Day celebrating my 21 years in the Army but mainly it is my mother's birthday and she is celebrating her 94th BD in Heaven above with so many family and friends.
I checked my email on this day and lo and behold I received an email from someone I did not know which after reading, brought tears (joy) to my eyes. I have to share this with others because it has such deep loving precious meaning in memory of my dear mother, Eunice Byrd, whom everyone who knew her loved and respected so much. The email is as follows:
"Just read your book and really enjoyed it. First of all let me tell you who I am. I knew your mother many years ago. I am Mrs Patterson’s daughter Lillie, and I am 81 years old. Your mother used to come to Sunday School at our house. My mother had Sunday School and bible study at our house because there was only a Catholic church in our area. I remember your mom being pregnant with you and the class bought her a rocking cradle for your arrival. She laughed and said with the cradle she could stick her foot out and rock you if you fussed at night. "
"We were all poor in those days, but we had so much love……so unlike today. Your uncle Willie was our playmate during childhood, and Germaine (Weatherspoon) went to school with me. I am so proud to know you accomplished so much with your life. You can win if you are determined and trust in God."
"I live in Thomasville, GA now and will probably die here. The last time I visited Brownsville, I just wanted to cry for it had become almost a Ghost town. My mom would have been 112 years old and I know Eunice is in heaven now also. I was so happy to read that you were able to give her happiness in her years and she also got to travel."
"God has been so very good to me also. I finished only the 11th grade, but with persistence and hard work I was successful in the seasonal gift shop business. I also was able to give my mom some good years with no worries and travel. My brothers and sisters are all gone now, and I am the last of the Luzerne Patterson family. May God continue to bless you, and if you ever get in my area, please visit or call me. "
Fondly, Lillie Petrie
This message "blew my mind" and I was in awe reading such on my mother's birthday. My mother was pregnant with me in HS (I remember her telling me this and this is probably why I am so "intelligent"--LOL--after being educated inside and outside the womb). :) I tried to call Lillie today but no answer but will keep trying until I reach her.
I called my cousin,Willie Byrd, and read the email to him and he remembers this family and how nice they were and started rattling off names of this family--Olga, Sam, Ruth Patterson along with other local families he knew way back when--Burcheks, Kulish, Zihar, etc. Then Willie told me something that I did not realize (Willie is 11 years older than I): I thought I was born in the Brownsville Hospital, but he told me that I was born in a shack in Melrose where we used to live near Theodore Augusta's house. Willie said he remembered this because he had to stay overnight at the Mahle's house while I was being delivered (Greta, Dottie, Buddy Mahle). I do remember that Greta and my mother were very close friends before they died.
Willie was in just as much awe as I was after discussing this unexpected message from Lillie which brought back so many memories for him. I plan to call him back and tell him what Lillie had to tell me once I reach her by phone.
Surprisingly, this past Saturday, I was subjected to a "blast from the past" when local friends from Dutch Hill gathered together at Yvonne Atz's house. Diane (Ohio), Loretta (Philly) and Lorraine (Lancaster)Prati, Yvonne (Tampa), Nancy Komacek and I from LaBelle sat around and talked about the "good ole days" and these gals remember so much when they were young growing up. I, of course, could not remember any of the stories they shared that day, but "wow" was it so very interesting. I know my classmate Diane Prati knows Lillie and I will drag info out of her soon. Hopefully, she responds to this blog posting which I plan to share by email with Lillie so she can connect with people who may remember her.
I had to share this story in my blog because the message I send to all as a result is: now is the time to recapture your childhood days from elderly parents and love ones because tomorrow may be too late to gather precious memories of your life that can become a treasure in your golden years. I wish I had taken the time to gather more historical info before my mother developed Alzheimer's and I can thank my cousin, Willie for providing me info now since he is the last patriarch of the Byrd family that can go that far back in time. Amen!
Will share more when I talk with Lillie. Hope you enjoyed this story. I may have to start writing again.