Cherish your mum

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Tomorrow is the day set aside to honor the women who gave us birth. Most readers of this column know how I feel about having kids and why I don’t have any. In case you’re new to this space, I’ll give you what we used to call the “Reader’s Digest condensed version.”

Motherhood is too much work and shouldn’t be undertaken by someone who doesn’t have the patience to do it. Secondly, if you want children and your husband doesn’t want to be a dad, the time to learn this is before you marry him. A couple should be united in total commitment to the life of their child. As different as Fred and I are, we always agreed there would be no children born that shared our DNA.

My parents Ralph Hill and QuoVada Kirk Hill both knew all their lives they wanted children. Almost a child bride, my mom was so young they wed just 21 days after her 18th birthday on June 12, 1948. The wedding was held on July 3 between Mom’s junior and senior year at Madera Union High School.

They were married in the Church of Christ pastor’s living room. Their best friends Tom and Marge Kocoris “stood up with” them. When telling the story, my parents always used that term, a common colloquialism of the era...

 

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