At about 6:45 this morning, my brother called to tell me that our mother had died less than an hour before. She had a good last day visiting a bird sanctuary, then early this morning asked my dad to get her an ibuprofen and a glass of water. She dropped the water glass and was gone.
She was a loving, tough, unsentimental atheist who grew up dirt poor on a farm in Saskatchewan (we never knew her true birthday because her dad and the doctor got ‘looped to celebrate, and so the official record disagreed with her mother’s recall), taught in a one-room school, married a weird Jewish student who studied lakes, put up with living in Seattle, New Haven, Baltimore, St. Paul, and Jacksonville, earned an MS in biology, had children at 37 and 39 and raised a doctor and a lawyer. She and my dad became American citizens so that she could vote against Richard Nixon, and remained lifelong Democrats. With my dad, she traveled all over the world, but I think she loved Portugal best. She would have been 95 later this month.
Florida has just lost a Clinton voter, so one of you who’s wavering about taking the time to vote, or who thinks they might not vote this year? Please do vote, in her honor.
Thank you all for your kind words and thoughts. I’m heading down to Florida tomorrow night, and two of my kids will be coming as well. I expect that on Friday, my dad, my brother, my kids, and I will hold some kind of wake/remembrance for Mom. Her remains will be cremated some time in the days following, but that’s not her. Much remains to be figured out—how Dad’s going to cope with things, etc.—but together we can make this work.
Thanks again, to each and every one of you. Please hug those you love, and have a good night.