My Mother, Lucy <BGSOUND SRC="thewomaninme.mid" LOOP="-1"> (Mom Info) The trouble with a tribute page is that it is usually written about someone who has passed on. If I wait until my mother passes on, then she will never know just exactly how much I love her and respect her. She may never know the influence she has had on me. I dont want to make a tribute "in memory of" her life. I want to make a tribute "in honor of" her life. Because my mother is full of life and she gave me life. Well, since you are reading this, you have obviously been to my home page and you know my mother gave me a computer. But my mother has given me much, much more than a computer. Her love, honor and respect are just a few, to say the least. She was, and still is, always there for me. She has supported me and my decisions, even when she didn't agree. She taught me to love--unconditionally. The Early Years..... My dad was in the U.S.Army, so when he was over seas, my mother had two roles to play--Mom and Dad. Growing up in a home where there is sometimes only one parent, wasn't always easy--for the parent or kids. But my mother made a pretty good Dad. She was soft and tender when she needed to be, and she was strong and firm when neccessary. My mom was the type of mother who could just go with the flow. She accepted everything life handed her, and when things got tough, she got tougher. She always knew exactly how to stop an arguement between three kids, cook a meal, and help with homework all at once. She was a doctor, lawyer and a mechanic. At times, she was even a surgeon; she operated on many baby dolls. She is one mom who really did have eyes in the back of her head! We never could get anything past her; even when we tried to run away at ages 6 and 8, she met us outside the window with a hickory. (How did she know?) And dance! Boy how my mom could dance. She could do The Bump better than anyone back in the 70's! My mom was always the prettiest, too. She was so tall and slender with long dark hair, oh, that was a wig! She had short dark hair, and more beatiful than any other mom. She has always been the greatest. And Dad, oh how he loved her; he knew she was the best. He sent pictures and letters all the time to Mom and us. And mom did the same for him. My dad might have been a very long distance away from us physically, but he always let us know how much we were with him in his heart. He loved his wife and kids. .......and the 'now' years......... My Mother is still the sweeetest, most gracious person I know. She always has a kind word to offer and is full of love and understanding; she is a great encourager, a wonderful advisor, and she is loved by everyone she meets and always has a smile on her face. My mother, Mary Walker-Butler, better known as Lucy, and my dad, Bob Butler, known simply as Bob, were married for 34 years when the Lord saw fit to take my Dad home. They had a long and complete marraige, loving each other until death, as they had promised in the begining. My Mom and Dad stood beside one another through all of life's trials. They survived the storms of marriage, the fights of illness, the trials of separation, the struggles of disabilities, and the wars of our country. They stood beside one another through good times and bad; through laughter and sorrow. My mother taught me what it means to love, by the example she set. I am very proud of my mother and what she stands for. My dad had a tremendous impact on my life, also. But there is no way I could even begin a tribute to come close to the one my brother has for him, which you can get to from my home page. To sum it up with my Dad, when I hear the song Daddy's Hands by Holly Dunn, I think of my Dad. He was retired from the U.S.Army and was a disabled veteran. He was certainly one I could look up to. He went to be with the Lord on New Year's Day in 1994. But he has never been forgotten. The greatest gift my parents ever gave me was the love they had for one another. Thanks, Mom and Dad, for loving each other so completely. I love you both. The result of the beautiful marriage between my mother and father is three grown children, One son and two daughters; twelve grandchildren, 5 granddaughters and 7grandsons; and so far, one greatgrand child! A little girl, who my dad never got to meet, Little Twyla Daniel. :0) I hope to have pictures of them all on here soemday. If you have any questions or comments about my site, please feel free to drop me a line by clicking on the e-mail button below, Or... ...do the routine guestbook thing! Well, I guess this is it.Thanks for dropping in. Hope to see you again in the future! The graphics on this page are courtesy of : To go back where you started from, click the home button below
The trouble with a tribute page is that it is usually written about someone who has passed on. If I wait until my mother passes on, then she will never know just exactly how much I love her and respect her. She may never know the influence she has had on me. I dont want to make a tribute "in memory of" her life. I want to make a tribute "in honor of" her life. Because my mother is full of life and she gave me life.
Well, since you are reading this, you have obviously been to my home page and you know my mother gave me a computer. But my mother has given me much, much more than a computer. Her love, honor and respect are just a few, to say the least. She was, and still is, always there for me. She has supported me and my decisions, even when she didn't agree. She taught me to love--unconditionally. The Early Years..... My dad was in the U.S.Army, so when he was over seas, my mother had two roles to play--Mom and Dad. Growing up in a home where there is sometimes only one parent, wasn't always easy--for the parent or kids. But my mother made a pretty good Dad. She was soft and tender when she needed to be, and she was strong and firm when neccessary. My mom was the type of mother who could just go with the flow. She accepted everything life handed her, and when things got tough, she got tougher. She always knew exactly how to stop an arguement between three kids, cook a meal, and help with homework all at once. She was a doctor, lawyer and a mechanic. At times, she was even a surgeon; she operated on many baby dolls. She is one mom who really did have eyes in the back of her head! We never could get anything past her; even when we tried to run away at ages 6 and 8, she met us outside the window with a hickory. (How did she know?) And dance! Boy how my mom could dance. She could do The Bump better than anyone back in the 70's! My mom was always the prettiest, too. She was so tall and slender with long dark hair, oh, that was a wig! She had short dark hair, and more beatiful than any other mom. She has always been the greatest. And Dad, oh how he loved her; he knew she was the best. He sent pictures and letters all the time to Mom and us. And mom did the same for him. My dad might have been a very long distance away from us physically, but he always let us know how much we were with him in his heart. He loved his wife and kids.
My dad was in the U.S.Army, so when he was over seas, my mother had two roles to play--Mom and Dad. Growing up in a home where there is sometimes only one parent, wasn't always easy--for the parent or kids. But my mother made a pretty good Dad. She was soft and tender when she needed to be, and she was strong and firm when neccessary. My mom was the type of mother who could just go with the flow. She accepted everything life handed her, and when things got tough, she got tougher.
She always knew exactly how to stop an arguement between three kids, cook a meal, and help with homework all at once. She was a doctor, lawyer and a mechanic. At times, she was even a surgeon; she operated on many baby dolls. She is one mom who really did have eyes in the back of her head! We never could get anything past her; even when we tried to run away at ages 6 and 8, she met us outside the window with a hickory. (How did she know?) And dance! Boy how my mom could dance. She could do The Bump better than anyone back in the 70's! My mom was always the prettiest, too. She was so tall and slender with long dark hair, oh, that was a wig! She had short dark hair, and more beatiful than any other mom. She has always been the greatest. And Dad, oh how he loved her; he knew she was the best. He sent pictures and letters all the time to Mom and us. And mom did the same for him. My dad might have been a very long distance away from us physically, but he always let us know how much we were with him in his heart. He loved his wife and kids.
My mom was always the prettiest, too. She was so tall and slender with long dark hair, oh, that was a wig! She had short dark hair, and more beatiful than any other mom. She has always been the greatest. And Dad, oh how he loved her; he knew she was the best. He sent pictures and letters all the time to Mom and us. And mom did the same for him. My dad might have been a very long distance away from us physically, but he always let us know how much we were with him in his heart. He loved his wife and kids.
.......and the 'now' years......... My Mother is still the sweeetest, most gracious person I know. She always has a kind word to offer and is full of love and understanding; she is a great encourager, a wonderful advisor, and she is loved by everyone she meets and always has a smile on her face. My mother, Mary Walker-Butler, better known as Lucy, and my dad, Bob Butler, known simply as Bob, were married for 34 years when the Lord saw fit to take my Dad home. They had a long and complete marraige, loving each other until death, as they had promised in the begining. My Mom and Dad stood beside one another through all of life's trials. They survived the storms of marriage, the fights of illness, the trials of separation, the struggles of disabilities, and the wars of our country. They stood beside one another through good times and bad; through laughter and sorrow. My mother taught me what it means to love, by the example she set. I am very proud of my mother and what she stands for.
My Mother is still the sweeetest, most gracious person I know. She always has a kind word to offer and is full of love and understanding; she is a great encourager, a wonderful advisor, and she is loved by everyone she meets and always has a smile on her face.
My mother, Mary Walker-Butler, better known as Lucy, and my dad, Bob Butler, known simply as Bob, were married for 34 years when the Lord saw fit to take my Dad home. They had a long and complete marraige, loving each other until death, as they had promised in the begining. My Mom and Dad stood beside one another through all of life's trials. They survived the storms of marriage, the fights of illness, the trials of separation, the struggles of disabilities, and the wars of our country. They stood beside one another through good times and bad; through laughter and sorrow. My mother taught me what it means to love, by the example she set. I am very proud of my mother and what she stands for.