And there would be pickled beets and good fresh biscuits with lots of butter on them. The drinks would usually be Kool-Aid for us kids and coffee for her and Dad. Mom allowed us to have coffee only with our breakfast meal, as she knew how coffee could get you hypered up.
Boy, I am getting hungrier by the minute here.
When it came time to cook supper for us, it was using the leftovers from dinner and other dishes to add to it, like tators, salad, a big pot of beans that tasted so good. Baked or fried cornbread was served with the pot of beans — seems like there were always beans cooking in our house.
And after these meals, Mom always had the aprons out for us to help clean up the eating tools. Before we went to bed at night, Mom would treat us to popcorn balls or graham crackers with icing on them. Top that off with a glass of lemonade or Kool-Aid, and we went to bed with full bellies ready to get that sleep that all youngsters needed.
One thing to remember was that we were not rich, but we were healthy because of Mom’s cooking and the motherly care that she gave each of us.
Of course, as we grew older, some things got tougher for her, and that is where the training she gave to each of us was put to use. All of us, when we left the nest, were able to cook, sew, iron, wash clothes and live by ourselves.
Mothers are like that. They fulfill the tasks God gave them. We were blessed with having Mom until he called her Home. We sure do miss her, and we talk about her as much as we can. All of you out there probably feel the same way about your mom.
Ray “Uncle Ray” Day is a weekly contributor to the Kokomo Tribune. Contact him at email@example.com.