Monday, April 21, 2014

R is for Ruby Ellen Yeakley, my mom

Ruby Ellen Yeakley is my mom. It is at this point I say I miss her as much today as I did when she passed away 15 years ago. I can't believe it's been that long and I have so much to tell her. I know and truly believe that I will have that chance someday. She probably already knows. She always did. 
My grandfather took this picture of my mother. 


I had the best parents anyone could ask for. I was truly blessed and my brother likes to say that we were disadvantaged children because our parents weren't divorced, didn't drink or smoke, and were Christian people who lived their faith. 

My mom was born in Wichita Falls, Texas on January 12, 1918. That's easy for me to remember because I used to tell her she was born in 1819, at which point she would always tell me that she wasn't quite that old. 

My mother loved to sing and was always humming some tune, mostly hymns. She also played the piano but not as well as I did so it was another point where I got to tell her that I was better. However, not once did I ever beat her at jacks. Even at 80, she still beat me. She was good!

In my opinion, my mother was an overachiever but then, I'm a slacker so it might not be a good comparison. She went to college and got a degree in Library Science. While in college, her mother died and she took her grade school sister to college with her and took care of her so her dad could continue working. He was a minister and a printer and caring for his 12 year old daughter would have been hard for him. I have a lot of the letters he wrote to them and she wrote to him. They were home for the summer and holidays and when my mom graduated, Lola Mae was old enough to stay at home with her older brother who was 16 while my grandfather worked. 

My mom was an independent woman and did what she wanted. I don't know that I would have had the nerve to travel to New York City alone and spend a couple of weeks there exploring on my own. 

She met my dad during World War II at the USO at their church in Wichita Falls. She then took a job in Denver, Colorado at the public library and my dad traveled there to see her. They were married in 1947 in Los Angeles. My dad didn't meet her parents as both of them were gone when they met. 
Christmas Day, 1947, Denver, Colorado

My mom was the Children's Librarian at the Covina Public Library when I was small. She moved to the Monrovia Public Library when I was in grade school. When I started Junior High, she was the librarian at La Puente High School and when I started high school, she setup the new library at Rowland High School. While I was in high school, she went back to college and got a Master's Degree. She never stopped learning.

What I miss the most is the sharing. My mother was smart, full of wisdom and my best friend. 

9 comments:

  1. A lovely post. As a librarian I guess she loved books. What was her favourite that she shared with you?

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    1. She shared a lot of books and I read everything I could get my hands on. However, long before the movie, we both loved "The Princess Bride".

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  2. A wonderful tribute to your Mother. I had to laugh at the comparison you made...her overachiever and you slacker! My Mom and I were just the opposite...I made her soooo tired. You look like your Mom...I do, too. I love that, don't you?
    Sue at CollectInTexas Gal

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    1. Sometimes I don't mind, sometimes I still want to look like me but either way, it's OK.

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  3. I can't imagine how much you must miss her. What a remarkable woman!

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  4. My mom and I used to play jacks too. And pick-up sticks. Missing my mom too~
    Wendy at Jollett Etc.

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  5. What a great tribute to your mom. Our moms had the same birthday, but mine was born in 1920. A very good day for moms to be born, apparently!

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  6. A pretty special lady, for sure. Having a librarian for a mother is my idea of heaven.

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    1. Virginia, there is a drawback. I never had to return a library book so I constantly have fines because I always forget. Still, my summers, school holidays, and weekends were spent curled up in a nook or tree, reading. As a librarian, like my mom, you know there isn't time for reading. I felt sorry for my mom because she had to work and I got to read.

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