The Neighborhood’s Mom

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he was like a neighborhood Mom. She would take us to Ocean City and everybody would stay in a big palace on the beach. She would take us to Atlantic City, Kings Dominion. She would pay for everything. 

She was the Mom that would try to be the Mom for everybody. You’d come to her with any kind of problem. She would be the best if she could. She wouldn’t lie.

I named my daughter after her: Carolyn.

I gave my daughter, April, born April 1st, her middle initial: Ann.

She went and got her high school diploma and college degree when she was 30, here in D.C. She used to work for city housing.

She was the best Mom. And when she died, I felt lost. 

Still do.


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