MEMORIAL DAY......

.......a time for honoring all those who are fighting the battle to defend our freedom and honor our Country. From the bottom of my heart....THANK YOU...

.......a time for honoring all those men and women who have fought and come home. Some to a not so warm welcome and others to a hero's welcome. From the bottom of my heart...THANK YOU...

.......a time for remembering all our fallen soldiers who paid the ultimate price for defending our freedom. God Bless each and every one.

My brother, Kenneth Allen Mason, was one of those who paid the ultimate price in the Vietnam War. Only 20 years old, newly married and so much life to live.

This is a picture taken on September 17, 1968, the day he left the States. I was 12 years old when he left and didn't understand that he may not come home. It has taken a very long time and a lot of tears to grasp the sacrifice that he and so many others made to defend my freedom.

Thank a soldier and the family of a soldier for fighting for our country and giving us the freedom that we have. God Bless the USA!!! Happy Memorial Day to All~Chatty Kathy

God Bless My Mother....

In Loving Memory

Happy Mother's Day, Mom I never saw my Mom "grow old". She was just always Mom, never getting older, always the same. And I always thought she would be around. But, in the blink of an eye, she was gone. Always caring for others and not taking care of herself. If you needed her, she was there without question. She has come to my rescue more times than I can count. When her health started declining, it was like a roller coaster ride. Downhill really fast. She was in and out of the hospital for a couple of years and when we had to put my Dad in a nursing home, we decided to put them in the same room together. Mom's mind had gotten really bad and she couldn't understand why Daddy wouldn't get up out of the bed. Among other things, she pulled his feeding tubes out and we had to move her down the hall to another room so she couldn't hurt him. Not intentionally, of course. She doted on my Dad and they were married almost 58 years when my Dad passed away. One year and four days later my Mom joined my Dad. I miss them so much and I could kick myself for not spending more time with them. Instead, I was busy with what I wanted to do thinking my parents would always be around. But in the blink of an eye.......hmmmm, I love you Mom, Happy Mother's Day from the bottom of my heart~Kathy