~“Lost & Found in 2012”~

Published: Thursday, January 24, 2013 at 09:37 AM.

The napkin had something written on it. I read it, and then I looked at her. I looked at her and then I put my face in my hand, holding it up and rubbing my temples with my thumb and middle finger, the way I always do when I’m trying to deal with something for which I’m unprepared.

With my face still down, I asked her, “How did you figure that out?”

Mama said something similar to what mathematician, Arne Beurling said when asked how he broke the Nazis’ code, something having to do with magicians not revealing their secrets.

I was too shaken at the time to remember.

Anyway, my mother knew I enjoyed writing and playing a little game when I did. We never talked about it again; however I did understand that she understood “my other story.” She would read my eight or nine hundred words to pull a simple sentence or two out.

She taught school for over forty years, was a Baptist Missionary, a 4-H Club fanatic and breaker of her middle son’s codes.

She loved all of us, she forgave everyone, and she will be missed, but not forgotten.



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