Myrtle/Mimi

Hot off the press, the sequel to the oral history of our mother's childhood, Myrtle of Wild Rose Prairie, is complete. After much ferreting into the past and brain racking for stories, Memories of our mother Myrtle/Mimi, the memory bits of Myrtle's four remaining children, now in our 70s and 80s, are typed and bound. What we learned is that there were multiple Myrtles and many mothering experiences, and what we are mostly left with is the critical feeling of her presence. Mother lived 95 and a half years. So what is death, we wonder, when we feel her still more alive in loving essence than she will ever be in memory?
Had we been younger, had our mother still been alive, her bio would surely had run from a modest 40 pages into the hundreds. Several of her grandchildren, as well as a niece and nephew, helped. We wrote it for our family, as a tribute to Myrtle/Mimi -- in mid-life she became Mimi -- as well as a gift to ourselves, a snapshot of our times, this past century, and whatever benefit might accrue to future generations.