My Mother has died

My mother has died today December 7, 2012.  She was a good woman, not much of a hugger but I always felt loved by her.  She sat us down at the upright when my sister and I were growing up and played us all the old folk songs and we would sing along.  Then she would break into some Chopin, and my favorite, the Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven.  I can hear the old sad... yeah they were a buncha kind of dark damn songs!  There were funny ones too!  I hear them even now, "When Johnny comes marchin home again, hoorah, hoorah..."
She took us to college theatre, my sister Carla and me, seeing things like The Match Maker, The Trouble with Harry, Shakespeare, art festivals, ballet, book stores, and because of her we saw Robert Frost live and reciting his poetry near the Esplenade!  She taught us architecture, art, music, writing all the things we came to love in our own ways.  Her late x husband E. Nelson Hayes, also raised the bar, especially on the book side.  We grew up in a veritable library, books in every room in the house, and more coming everyday.  Our mom was not the happiest mom, she wasn't a saint, I guess my sister could tell some things about that, but she was a cultural bad-ass.   she was also clearly a hotty.  "She'll be comin round the mountain when she comes..."