I can only remember her now, since she passed away from lung cancer in April 1997. When she was around, especially when she was ailing the last two years, I made it a point to drive there to spend some time with her as often as I could. This could be tough, since I lived 300 miles away from her, but at the very least I called her when I couldn't get there. She was a special woman that always tried to do for others by participating in volunteer work, such as trying to teach people how to read, so that is what I try to do---carry on her legacy. I still receive notes of thanks from those that she taught the written word to. These are things that are taken for granted, and she showed me that nothing should ever be assumed. There are still millions of people that cannot read, and I have tried to help that by becoming a radio announcer. Something I have always stressed is that in order to be in broadcasting, as well as any other profession, reading is a necessity...and that the written word can be a fantastic thing. As she believed, "Reading is fundamental," and I try to continue with what she started where I live now. This is how I remember her, not only on Mother's Day, but every day.