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Dad's mom passed away Saturday morning. Clinton and I were at Carl and Robbi Jo's wedding in St.Simon's and Kingsland. Mom waited (thankfully) until late afternoon to call us so we could enjoy the ceremony and reception. Mimi had been sick for several years and ultimately died of heart failure.
Mimi was terribly fun yet also a neat freak. Her husband died of a heart attack in 1966, before I was born. Mom taught her how to drive in her '66 forest green Mustang with a black vinyl top. It had 67K miles on it when she stopped driving. Kati and I always loved to ride in it with her. She'd take us by her work at the nursing home to visit patients and employees. She loved to spoil us and bought us shoes like Olivia Newton John's when "Grease" came out. She'd make us silver dollar pancakes with Golden Eagle syrup. She was a great cook and made really awesome corn; I'm still trying to master her recipe. She taught me how to sew, her favorite hobby. She read "The Star" and watched "General Hospital." She'd let Kati and I play beauty parlor and cover her head in metal curlers, laughing the whole time.
Unfortunately Clinton never got to experience Mimi as her full self. She had a stroke which impaired her mentally, though not physically, before they met. As we've been together 17 years, that tells you how long her decline has been. It's been about 7 years since she could recognize me. I take comfort in knowing that she is finally whole again.
Mimi was terribly fun yet also a neat freak. Her husband died of a heart attack in 1966, before I was born. Mom taught her how to drive in her '66 forest green Mustang with a black vinyl top. It had 67K miles on it when she stopped driving. Kati and I always loved to ride in it with her. She'd take us by her work at the nursing home to visit patients and employees. She loved to spoil us and bought us shoes like Olivia Newton John's when "Grease" came out. She'd make us silver dollar pancakes with Golden Eagle syrup. She was a great cook and made really awesome corn; I'm still trying to master her recipe. She taught me how to sew, her favorite hobby. She read "The Star" and watched "General Hospital." She'd let Kati and I play beauty parlor and cover her head in metal curlers, laughing the whole time.
Unfortunately Clinton never got to experience Mimi as her full self. She had a stroke which impaired her mentally, though not physically, before they met. As we've been together 17 years, that tells you how long her decline has been. It's been about 7 years since she could recognize me. I take comfort in knowing that she is finally whole again.
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I love you, Mimi.
