Becky was born in St. Mary’s Hospital in Kansas City, MO. It was an eventful year for everyone in the area……the summer of 1954 was one of the hottest summers on record. The temperatures were over 100* for something like 13 days, peaking at 112* to 113* in the worst of it. This was in the days when home air-conditioners were rare.

Becky had a problem of sleeping and the only relief for all of us was a little ride around the neighborhood to cool off. Gas was cheap and we didn’t even own a fan. This was in the days where if you couldn’t pay for it…….you didn’t have it. It is the story of the 50’s for a lot of us.

Becky took a lot of our attention as new babies do. When they wheeled me to the pick-up area where daddy and George were, I’ll never forget the look on George’s face. When he saw what was in my arms the look on his face was undeniable. He was 3 years old and liked being the only kid in our family. The following days only compounded his opinion and the painful realization that “baby” wasn’t going anywhere. It wasn’t a “stop-over” as he’d hoped….she was there to stay.

The parents with more than one child in the family have undoubtedly been introduced to the same problems. In spite of getting off to a rocky start they began getting used to each other. Becky learned fast with an older brother to follow after.

The years spun away and Becky was always in a hurry to do the “next thing” whatever it might be. She had an imagination and lots of energy. She grew into a pretty girl…..always active in school things. She had a competitive personality and loved achieving goals.

Throughout her life she’s had lots of medical problems and if anything could go wrong with her surgeries or her teeth, it did. She’s had a lot of hills to climb but she became very good at climbing. Always optimistic she has had a good life and anything she puts her effort to is a win, win situation..

No one, can make a party out of any situation like Becky can. She loves to have fun and the rest of us like to go along to share in the outcome. An avid reader and decorating her surroundings keep her happy.

Happy birthday, Becky, I’m proud of the woman you are. Follow your dreams and they’ll take you even beyond expectations you may have. One thing for sure we’re never bored when we are in your company. Lucky me to be your mother.

Essentially Esther