My mother, Atlantic City, Summer 1936
In the summer of 1936 my mother was twenty-one. This is the only picture of her on her summer vacation. I don't know who she traveled with -- I assume my grandparents and my uncle -- or how Atlantic City was the chosen destination. The stamp on the back of the picture tells me it was taken by Ritz Studio, Boardwalk, Atlantic City and a note in my mother's handwriting tells me the date.
It's hard to imagine my mother as a young woman. But thankfully I have this photograph. She is smiling and enjoying life and loving her summer walk on the Boardwalk.
My mother is gone over twenty-five years, but not a day goes by that I don't think of her and give thanks that this woman -- kind, intelligent, strong and faithful -- was my mother.
To all who are mothers -- with biological children, with adopted children, with children of the heart -- and to all who are celebrating with their mothers or remembering their mothers, wishes for happy times and sweet memories.
Happy Mother's Day!