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Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Reflections: My Mom
So, over the chicken sandwich, clanking of dishes, and waiting for Hurricane Irene to touch down the next day, we reminisced about how my mother really enjoyed cooking when I was growing up. I remember my mother used to come home from work and go straight into the kitchen still in her work clothes. And it didn't seem to bother her. I remember on Sunday mornings before Abbott and Costello, we had a big breakfast with home-baked corn or blueberry muffins, cheese grits, eggs, bacon or sausage, orange juice, and she even let me have a cup of coffee (at twelve years old). In fact, I was the only one besides my mother who drank it. My brother and sister were tea drinkers ( until my sister got a job at Emigrant Bank and all they had was Tetley tea. She soon became an avid Joe drinker).
My mother's nickname among her friends in the summer time was the Potato Salad Lady opposite her friend Peggy, who was the Barbecue Sauce Lady. For Peggy's barbecues my mother used to make a big bowl of potato salad and everyone would wait until Peggy finished up with her barbecue ribs and get their eats on. My mother was also, very kind and made us a bowl for home and we appreciated that because it was great left overs with Peggy's ribs.
My mother's favorite holiday was Thanksgiving. My short story Big Tom: A Thanksgiving Story is based on a true event that happened. There are no really embellishments--the incident with the turkey really happened! You can read it here.
My mother passed away three days before her favorite holiday last year. It was rough last year and I know it will be a challenge this year because Thanksgiving is about families coming together. And it still will be for me because I know she is with family in heaven and all of my family is forever present in my heart.
Love you Mom.
Sandra Proto debut poem at the age of twelve was entitled, giving homage to the first time it snowed in April. She wrote as an English class assignment and her teacher was so impressed by the poem that he tried to get it published. After this experience, Sandra became a "Bedroom Poet" who composed , and many others. (her signature poem) was featured in SaSi's Production of Identity @ Space at 24 in 2000. Sandra has performed with the funky, folky, reggae rock band Hudson’s Hope. Her poetry is featured on VAMPIRE LESBIANS and ALL I CAN SEE IS HER EYES tracks of their demo CD. Sandra is also, a fiction writer, playwright, and an essayist.To learn more go to: