What a wonderful memory of your mother! Condolences on the loss of Bill. Reminds me of something my brother said after our father died. It's a hell of a thing to get up in the morning, look in the mirror and realize that we are the older generation. John On Tue, Jul 7, 2009 at 11:52 AM, Robert Paul <rpaul@xxxxxxxx> wrote: > Today, my mother, had she lived, would have been 109. She was born in the > same year as Gilbert Ryle, but outlived him. (They never met.) > > She was born in Moscow, Idaho, and was named Ethel Mercedes Jones. She > disliked the name Ethel, and soon dispensed with it, becoming thereafter > Mercedes Jones, and later Mercedes Jones Paul. She taught high school > English, and journalism, for many years, and it was mostly from her that I > learned to care about words and what can be done with them. For a long time > after she died, in August 1984, I found myself reaching for the telephone to > call her whenever I got stuck on an arcane (or just an ordinary) point of > grammar. > > She read aloud to me every night, even after I could easily have read what > was being read to me on my own. Often, she read to both me and my older > cousin, Bill. She would collapse with laughter whenever she got to the part > of Winnie-the-Pooh, in which Pooh gets his head stuck in the honey jar. > > Bill died last month, in Hailey, Idaho. I am now the oldest Jones cousin. > > Robert Paul > > > ------------------------------------------------------------------ > To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, > digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html > -- John McCreery The Word Works, Ltd., Yokohama, JAPAN Tel. +81-45-314-9324 jlm@xxxxxxxxxxxx http://www.wordworks.jp/