X-Message-Number: 16467 Date: Thu, 7 Jun 2001 21:21:59 -0700 (PDT) From: Scott Badger <> Subject: To My Mother It appears I submitted my last message too late in the evening to make the June 7th cryonet. Interestingly enough, my reference to my mother on Cryonet happens to coincide with her passing today at 1:00 pm EST. More precisely, I should say that the biological shell which earlier housed my mother's personality expired. As per my father's wishes, she will be cremated and she will exist only in the minds of those who knew her. So here's a song for the woman who raised me: ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Mom The day my mother died It became so clear She worked hard all her life Rarely shed a tear Only wanted our love Only wanted to help Only wanted what was best for the family Only struggled to be all to us that she could be Kept me busy with my chores I always ate at the table Always finished my plate And helped dad when I was able She kept dad on his toes She kept him on the path Gave him reasons to stay home with the family We were never alone...there was always the family She loved all of the children In the neighborhood and beyond Offered them cookies and love They were playmates for her son She was an anchor in our lives She was proud but not vain She was the eye of the storm in my family Found the right from the wrong when we disgreed Still ... I never really knew my mom ... did I? I never really knew my mom ... did I? ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Your mother dies only once in your life. Mine is gone ... irretrievably lost to me ... It's not that we were friends ... It's that we never will be. And that's why I'm a cryonicist. Scott Badger "Vita Perpetuem" __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get personalized email addresses from Yahoo! Mail - only $35 a year! http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ Rate This Message: http://www.cryonet.org/cgi-bin/rate.cgi?msg=16467