My mother who was a couple weeks away from being 99 died to night.

She was a great mother I have many fond memories of her.

She was born in December 1914 raised on a homesteads in MN and Wis.

She raised 8 children all who have become successful up standing citizens.

She was always very helpful some of my best memories was her running trap line with me when I was a wee lad.

She did a little hunting and I know of her shooting one 8 point buck. But with 8 kids to raise she didn't have much time for it.

In her 80s I sat with her on her deer stand but couldn't make a deer walk by a good time any how.

A great woman, mother and wife passed we could use many more like her.

Take care and enjoy your mother even if they live to be almost 99 years time is so short to be with the good ones.

My sincere condolences sir. My mother will not make that age (copd) and it is disheartening to see her wither away. Trust that she is in a better place and she has to be pleased with her children. I hope you find peace in your heart.

PDS..thanks for sharing your moment. Every man has a soft spot in their heart for their mom unlike that with their dad. Moms are special..they gave you life and look after you even when you are grown up. Mine is 71 and her health has steadily declined since she went on dialysis a year ago. Savor the many fine memories, including the ones of hardship. The women of your mothers generation had tough lives by todays standards and their mental toughness to handle it is worthy of remembrance. Raising 8 children during that time makes it even more-so. She will forever be with the Lord.

I'm very sorry for you loss. It is always a shock, regardless of how expected the moment was.

We are all our mother's children. To paraphrase Tiny Tim, "God Bless Mothers, everyone."

May yours rest in peace, knowing she left fine children to carry on.

Keep'n y'all in our thoughts and prayers. I still miss my mother. It's one of those things that you never "get over".

With the Grace of God and some time, you will learn to live with it!

Condolences,

Rusty

Here's just one great story about her and I.


I was about 13 and it was early November I was running a small trap line about a mile and half long. The home farm had a mile and half of Namekagon river frontage running through it. I would leave in the dark trap my way down to the next bridge and walk back along the road to the farm.


It was mostly a mink and muskrat line with a few coons thrown in. I had a very good hollow log mink set about a 100 yards behind the barn but across the river.


When I left the house that Nov morning it was cold with chunks of ice floating on the water. I made my way across the icy river when I reached my set and shown my light on it. Low and behold there looking back at me was an otter.


I tried and tried to release it as otter required a special permit that I didn't have.


So I made my way back across the river and explained the problem to my mother. She said just wait. She headed down the basement and came back up wearing my Dads waders. To say the least they were a bit big my dad who was 5'10 and my mother who was 5'03.


Off we went across the river through the floating ice to the set mother slipping and almost falling into the river a couple of times. When we got to the set the otter still was waiting for us.


After finding the right size forked stick my mother got the otters head into the log with the trap on the out side.


I reached down and released the trap from the otter's foot jumped back as my mother pulled the stick back and the otter gave us one last look and off it went.


All this done in the dark with a old feeble two D cell flash light.


My mother said you better hurry or you well be late for school so down the river I went, my mother making her way back across the river and floating ice.


When I got back to the house my mother had a breakfast of pancakes, hot chocolate, bacon and eggs ready for me she said eat fast and run to catch the bus you don't want to be late.


My mother more then once ran trap line with her boys holding the light helping with the catch, paddling the canoe and just being there.

That is a terrific story and thanks for sharing it. I always wanted to run a trapline, since I was a boy...someday I guess I will get it done. I retire in 9 years so with any luck I will get to running that trapline

Very sorry to hear this. I sounds like she lived a long life but without doubt will be missed.

I lost my Dad 18 years ago this past September. He was my best friend and never a day goes by I fail to remember this great man

Great memories of your mother! Mine is merely 80, and I call her nearly every day. She recently had a heart attack, so who knows how long we'll have her. Like was said, enjoy them while you still have them with you. My dad has been gone for 7 years. My wife's parents are both gone as well.

You are a blessed man to have a Mother like that. Those kind of memories MUST be shared and kept alive for future generations.

They sure made women in thise days!

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Praire Dog,

Our thoughts and prayers are with you at this time of your loss.

Our thoughts and prayers are with you at this time of your loss

I'm so sorry to hear this. It sounds like your mother was quite a woman!

My Mom passed on March 1st. of 2010. Dad followed her one month later on April 1st of 2010. They were wonderful people in their own right but I couldn't imagine what it would be like to have a father, much less a mother, who had any interest in the outdoors. Mom not only wouldn't eat venison, she wouldn't even touch it without wearing rubber gloves.

You were a lucky man to have such a person for a mother. Thank you for sharing the story.