|A walk along the Jordan River Parkway in the last year of my mom's life|
with Jessica & Sarah my daughters and our dog Daisy
Growing up in home where my father had died when I was 10, I was faced numerous times with things that were broken in the house or projects that either my mom wanted done or something I wanted to tackle. It was not uncommon when I needed something, for my mom to put me in the car, take me either to Samons Plumbing Supply located on 900 W where a grocery store now exists, or Sutherland Lumber over on Redwood Road. She wouldn't have any idea generally what I was buying, but would let me try and figure it out and then pay for it at the cash register. I sometimes would end back there two or three times during a project. Mom was always willing to let us try and fix it and try more than common sense would suggest.
In the years that followed my father's death, Mom had three rental homes and a basement apartment. I ended up fixing a lot of things over the years, and later would help wire a garage, greenhouse, or assist siblings, family or friends with their remodel projects. I will on occasion see a need with some of the single women I home teach in the Mormon Church and really it's my mom helping to do the work.
For the record, the vacuum is running well and lives to see another day. While Mom never was that mechanically inclined, she knew how to raise children to think for themselves. I just wanted to tell Mom thanks for helping me to fix the vacuum.