Mom Today’s Diary
What was it like to be a 17 year old Polish immigrant teenage girl in Chicago in 1948?
My Mother-in-law, who passed from this life on the day after Mother’s Day 2015, left us a clue.
I’ve got pages and pages to sort through, but these first five pages, I share with you, because it matters.
She Mattered.
Life is Short. Be Good to Each Other, and if possible, record it, for those of us left behind.
Wow. She is gorgeous.
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