Magna Cum Laude, Master of
Once I might look up from
a chore to see my daughter walking on her treadmill where a book was
propped at eye level. Her baby would be sound asleep in his carrier on
her back. Later I saw her out of the corner of my eye, walking backward,
book in one hand and the handle of the wagon wherein her child was
riding. Another time a book was tucked under her arm as she carried the
baby to his car seat. Her 14 year old and the 17, year old, ready and
waiting for a ride to one or another event from cheer leading, a
school-play, or some soccer game. A lot of the time the baby played with
a toy under her feet, beside her computer while she worked to finish
Often she was so deep in thought I was almost frightened to see the
hardness of her skin and brow as she concentrated so completely. Then
was when I went to my Creator to pray and ask for his helper to get her
Of course, the old issues involved with family and living camped on her
doorstep and she was necessarily cooking, cleaning, doing laundry on top
of dealing with the up and down moods of her girls. We had already been
through the phasing out of her job, when she made a decision to build a
place with saved money because rent would now become impossible to meet.
Those were the times I saw her holding a screw gun, putting windows in
her home to be. The cold had come early that year and as she worked the
snow and sleet whipped around her face and hands. With her electrician
Dads help she was able get her wiring in and inspected. Her husbands
brothers came to lift the heavy sheet rock in place for her ceiling and
walls. The love and caring of his family made me feel that we must have
been given this blessing from some higher plane.
All the while, I worked as diligently as these old hands could, to write
the two books so that there would be a bit of income from their sales,
and there was never a great income, but what was in the mail seemed to
come just at the time, when we needed it most. Early on Mother had sold
my crafts, mostly potholders and that bought Kays gasoline to drive
back and forth. That was the first leg, when she was still at Tonkawa.
My education is not up to a place where I can write without editing and
a professional proofreader and for that I had to manage, one way or
another. On the second book an old friend let me pay her in two
My husband, her father, was there with steady, loving encouragement. He
never seemed to be ruffled or dissatisfied with all our attempts, even
though his money making abilities, have been limited because of his age.
Rhonda, too, even pitched in to help with the children. Her disability
never turned her away from doing what was necessary to care for them.
So it is, with this short text I offer you these two pictures of my
daughter at her graduation. You can take part of the credit my dear,
dear readers because it was you who hung in there with reading and
encouraging me as I went along. God bless you, too.
Alastair, my kind friend, guided me so gently and wisely without once
complaining about anything I submitted. I pray for his willingness to
stay beside me be rewarded, as well.
Kathy, Mrs. Mark Flood graduated Magna Cum Laude, May 9, 2009. Her
major was elementary education. Kathy has been teaching at McCord
elementary school and next year will be teaching 3rd grade through
Kathy visits with her guests at an
informal picnic party on May 10, 2009.
This cake her friend made for this
We are supremely
proud of Kathy. She has worked very hard to achieve her goal and has
kept her focus through all her other duties of being a mother of
two, working, and taking care of their small spread where she grows
food for the whole family.
Far left is Venna, Kathy's mother.
In the light blouse is Julie, Kathy's sister. In the center is
Kathy's daughter Megan and her Baby, Kambre, (faces not
My daughter Kay standing in front of fireplace. My
granddaughter, Megan with her baby, my great granddaughter,
Photos of picnic
spread there for guests who came and went. The day was breezy
and cool so we all wore our jackets and stood in front of the
fire my son had built in one of the large fireplaces. The water
was running over the spillway and the children had fun dropping
their fishing lines in the little stream.
It was a lovely
day with a great feeling of pride and thrilling celebration to
see Kathy finish her college work and begin giving back to the
community as a fine teacher we know she will be.