A daughter's perspective.
She sure is pretty, isn't she? A blonde-hair, blue-eyed lady sitting on a red tartan-plaid, oversize sofa looking beautiful even though she looks tired. I always have admired her personal sense of style. She stuck with simple classics and dressed them up as the occasion warranted. Similar to women I often associated in my mind with her, like Jackie O and Elizabeth Taylor.
As a thinking female in the corporate telecommunications world, I imagine an average day at the office wasn't too pleasant. Especially in the role of Statistical Analyst using SAS. She was a very non-traditional role model. One of the bravest women I know. [
Yes, Mom. I love you.]
Although we didn't appreciate it at the time, she taught us about culture by taking us on outings. She lived in the suburbs of Pittsburgh, so we spent quite a bit of time in the city. Phipps Conservatory, Buhl Planetarium, Three Rivers Stadium, Fort Pitt, The Incline - not to mention all the shops and restaurants in the area. As little kids coming from a rural farming community, we were often dazzled by the simple, yet seemingly endless variety of goods and people.
Like many companies in the greater Pittsburgh area, her company's annual picnic was held at Kennywood Park. Money was tight in those days and I remember stowing a picnic lunch in a locker and sitting outside the park near the roller coaster and eating lunch in the shade of some trees.
More on stuff like that in a later post.
