Today (in 2024) would have been her 109th birthday; she was born in 1915. About five years ago, I figured out how to say it.
Agnes Virginia Hodge Gillispie was a stay-at-home mom and one of the quietest people I've ever known (I've taken after her in a lot of quiet ways). She was a good seamstress, and she loved her soap operas. One winter, I was laid off, so I started watching a soap opera (Days of Our Lives) with her five days a week.
After she died in 1978, I never watched another soap opera.
Like my dad (fourth-grade education), she didn't go far in school (seventh). But she was bright, and she learned a lot over the years.
I was 25 when she passed, and now I'm nine years older than she was then. And I miss her every day.
Happy birthday, Mom.
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