The picture is of Mama, at our wedding in 1985.
I find Mama’s obituary a perfect recognition of the fine person she was.
Life with Mama was always an adventure. Whether we were visiting the farm in Mississippi, having a neighborhood party, or a formal dinner, she was always there, always supportive. But she let us spread our wings. We always knew, at the end of the day, we could come home to a welcoming home, a good dinner, and love.