My mother was a fun loving woman born in Reno, Nevada. My favorite memories from my childhod are of her telling stories; she'd put in so much detail, you felt as if you were there yet so much life & laughter you never got bored. When she wasn't telling stories, she was singing. No, she wasn't perfect, she was human, but she was alwys honest about it. When she made a mistake, she appologized. When asked hard questions, she told the truth, even when it made her squirm. She loved everyone from God to her children to the stranger on the side of the road and even those who wronged her or spoke ill of her.