By Lu Ann Brobst Staheli
Growing up, I had a mother who did everything. She cooked, she cleaned, she made all my clothes. She took care of my older siblings, and eventually helped with their children. In addition, she crocheted gifts for people, took care of my elderly grandparents as well as other family members who fell into ill health, and still worked full time at my father’s store.

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By Tina Scott
Our lives are filled with people who affect us one way or another. In today’s world we can count ourselves lucky if we have the type of mom who serves as both mentor and hero.

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By Anna del C. Dye
I was born in Chile, and my mother died when I was only six. So my siblings and I grew up with our father and servants. By the time I was a teen my grandmother moved in with us, but I still longed for a mother.

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By Nettie H. Francis
When I was growing up, my family had a Christmas Cookie Day each December. The entire day was spent making different kinds of cookies for our neighbors and friends. We loved it!

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