She lived 60 years, 2 months and 13 days.
My Mother Kept A Garden
author unknown
My Mother kept a garden.
A garden of the heart;
She planted all the good things,
That gave my life its start.
She turned me to the sunshine,
And encouraged me to dream:
Fostering and nurturing
The seeds of self-esteem.
And when the winds and rains came,
She protected me enough;
But not too much, she knew I'd need
To stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example,
Always taught me right from wrong;
Markers for my pathway
To last my whole life long.
I am my Mother's garden,
I am her legacy.
And I hope today she feels the love,
Reflected back from me.
Published in the Chicago Tribune (IL) on Feb.13, 1983:
Esther Podboy, nee Pecaro, beloved wife of Alfred, loving mother of Ronald, Donna, Peggy and Patricia; grandmother of James; fond sister of August and Joseph. Memorial Mass Monday, 11:30 a.m. at St. Ferdinand Church.
My Mother Kept A Garden
author unknown
My Mother kept a garden.
A garden of the heart;
She planted all the good things,
That gave my life its start.
She turned me to the sunshine,
And encouraged me to dream:
Fostering and nurturing
The seeds of self-esteem.
And when the winds and rains came,
She protected me enough;
But not too much, she knew I'd need
To stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example,
Always taught me right from wrong;
Markers for my pathway
To last my whole life long.
I am my Mother's garden,
I am her legacy.
And I hope today she feels the love,
Reflected back from me.
Published in the Chicago Tribune (IL) on Feb.13, 1983:
Esther Podboy, nee Pecaro, beloved wife of Alfred, loving mother of Ronald, Donna, Peggy and Patricia; grandmother of James; fond sister of August and Joseph. Memorial Mass Monday, 11:30 a.m. at St. Ferdinand Church.
She lived 60 years, 2 months and 13 days.
My Mother Kept A Garden
author unknown
My Mother kept a garden.
A garden of the heart;
She planted all the good things,
That gave my life its start.
She turned me to the sunshine,
And encouraged me to dream:
Fostering and nurturing
The seeds of self-esteem.
And when the winds and rains came,
She protected me enough;
But not too much, she knew I'd need
To stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example,
Always taught me right from wrong;
Markers for my pathway
To last my whole life long.
I am my Mother's garden,
I am her legacy.
And I hope today she feels the love,
Reflected back from me.
Published in the Chicago Tribune (IL) on Feb.13, 1983:
Esther Podboy, nee Pecaro, beloved wife of Alfred, loving mother of Ronald, Donna, Peggy and Patricia; grandmother of James; fond sister of August and Joseph. Memorial Mass Monday, 11:30 a.m. at St. Ferdinand Church.
My Mother Kept A Garden
author unknown
My Mother kept a garden.
A garden of the heart;
She planted all the good things,
That gave my life its start.
She turned me to the sunshine,
And encouraged me to dream:
Fostering and nurturing
The seeds of self-esteem.
And when the winds and rains came,
She protected me enough;
But not too much, she knew I'd need
To stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example,
Always taught me right from wrong;
Markers for my pathway
To last my whole life long.
I am my Mother's garden,
I am her legacy.
And I hope today she feels the love,
Reflected back from me.
Published in the Chicago Tribune (IL) on Feb.13, 1983:
Esther Podboy, nee Pecaro, beloved wife of Alfred, loving mother of Ronald, Donna, Peggy and Patricia; grandmother of James; fond sister of August and Joseph. Memorial Mass Monday, 11:30 a.m. at St. Ferdinand Church.
