My mother, Mary Theresa McCabe Bodio, died last night after a long twilight fade. As my sister Karen said “She was a tough old broad.” A genteel woman, she probably wouldn’t have liked that.
She was beautiful, talented, more intelligent than she often pretended. She also could be a difficult woman.The last time I saw her, her first words to me were “You look old!” (I did).
She was an artist, at times a serious one, and above all, she would say, mother of nine children, of which I am the eldest. She will be mourned by many. I shall write more about her, but not today.
Happily painting in the 80’s.
In this next one, perhaps a decade later, out of her element and enjoying it: at the Truth or Consequences rodeo with the late ranch matriarch Betty Pound.
Memory eternal! I wish I had been able to see her more – she was always thoughtful and gracious to her far-away step-grandson. And I remain ever fond of her Salmon River painting that she gave us for a wedding present.
Mary was such a delightful lady. Ralph and I were glad we had the pleasure to know her. She had a wonderful life and will be missed by many. God grant her eternal rest and peace. Mary Mills
An accomplished life!
I was sad never to know you Mother Steve, but Peculiar has posted such a sensitive eulogy for a Great Life – Our thought are with you all.
JohnnyUK and June
Condolences Steve. Mothers are always special.
So sorry to hear about your loss. I'm so glad you had her for a mother. Your writing life surely stemmed in part from her lessons.