My Mother's 110th Birthday

Today would have been my mother Mary's 110th birthday if she were alive today. She and my father Nelson moved to Stuart, Florida back in 1976 from Chicago. My mother did not want to move, but said she was doing it for my father, who wanted to retire down there and play golf every day. But after learning to play golf herself and in the process making more friends than at any other time in her life, she began to love it there, as did my father, who passed away in 1983. My mother lived in Stuart for 29 years, and when due to health reasons she moved in with me here in Denver, we still went back to her condo at least three times a year to visit her friends and just enjoy being in Stuart. And so, all in all, she had a very happy life. For which I am grateful. And yes, that is indeed my mother in the above photograph leaving the 9th and final hole at the complex's golf course. No doubt beating me once again. As usual.