It's so weird writing about something "fifty years ago today" in reference to yourself. Nevertheless, 50 years ago this very day, I was a 9-year old kid who wrote a note to his mom. (It was probably a school project.) I never realized how much it must have meant to her until I found it as I was going through her things after her death. I made a little video clip of it (below) so you can see the original.
I share it with you here as my way of saying Happy Mother's Day to this wonderful woman! (By the way, you might be clueless as to what "mercurochrome" is. It was the panacea to little kids like band-aids are today. Every conceivable cut or scrape needed the magic touch of the red ointment in order for "healing" to take place!) My writing style reminds me of Sheldon, one of the nerd physicists on CBS's BIG BANG THEORY!
May 9, 1958
I am very glad for what you have done for me. I appreciate the way you cook my supper, dinner, and breakfast. You make my bed, and clean and iron my clothes. I like the way you care for me when I'm sick and buying my mercurochrome, and paddling me when I need it, and of course, loving me.
I hope you have a very nice Mothers Day for this is the only reason that I wrote this. I love you and I want to help you when you are in need.
Today at 3:00 to 4:30 is James birthday party at the lakefront. I hope you come and pick me up.
Monday the P.T.A. night is at eight o'clock. I hope you come very much. And I also want to mention that I love you a lot.
Your only son,
Happy Mother's Day, Mom. I miss you!