Macilent Frame

Memories of My Parents

My parents were divorced when I was small, so my memories of them are separate. My fondest memory of my mother is how at the age of 52 after her second husband passed she finally became independent. She went to college. She learned how to drive. She learned to balance a checking book and she got her first job. She was so determined and had so much perseverance she made me very proud.  My fondest memory of my father was the weekends he would pick us up and spent every moment we had together doing things that interested us. He would always make the weekend fun.