My name is Robert Huff. I will always remember my mother, not only on “Mother’s Day” but every day. She was a wonderful mother, wife to my dad, a friend to all people she came in contact with. She was always there to give help to anyone who needed help. My mother and dad were God-fearing people. When the church doors opened they were there and I might add that we children went to church together and were baptized.
Our family would always get together on Thanksgiving and Christmas. We would rent a hall as there were too many of us to fit in a house. On Mother’s Day the family would come from all over the country to be with mother and the family living here in Kentucky. I might add some of Mother and Dad’s friends would come here to and go to church on Mother’s Day. The church would have flowers for the mothers. Where was a special pot of flowers for the mother that had the most people there and another special pot of flowers for the oldest. My mother always won one way or the other. She would rather win by having the most people there.
Oh, by the way my mother was almost 106 years old when she died. She could name every President of the United States in order. When she was 89 years old she wrote this letter:
“It still hurts to know Lawrence is gone. You never really get over losing a loved one. I will never get over losing Lawrence or losing any of my children. My parents have been gone over 60 years. I have never got over that either. One of these days we will be together. I am 89 years old and I hope to live a few years loner but if I can’t you children will know the Lord has called me home to be with Him and my loved ones that have gone before me. I will be thinking of you all. I love you all so much. You will never know how much I love you. I pray for you all the time. It worries me when any of you children get sick. I would rather get sick myself instead of any of you sick. I always say the Lord knows best though."
Your Loving Mother