Thursday, September 4, 2014
I have known the Bullocks since, well, before I knew much of anything - heck I wasn't even walking or talking when we met. We were neighbors on Deerfield Road. All the memories - Clark taking the train to work every day into NYC; Margie herding her 4 kids to school and related activities. I especially remember with fondness all of the mint she grew in the back yard for her homemade ice tea. Clark and Margie raised 4 fine children who, to this day, are still in my life. Rita - my best pal through life, continues to be there for me, me for her. It is a very sad time for me this week knowing I will not be able to come "home" to wish Ma a final farewell and hug the friends I have known my entire life. Ma wore life well - always there for her kids, which included me as a fifth wheel. Her steady hand at bridge, the Deerfield Dip, all the "kid crises", Ma's patience as Rita and I shot baskets - against the rim attached to their garage. To this day I am not sure how Ma stood the thumping and banging - day after day , summer after summer, and lest I forget all the softball practice and numerous windows that got in our way; I believe we even drank out of the hoses! Too much to list - but they are all recorded in my mind. It is a rare occasion to find a family like the Bullocks - Mike, Anne, Rita and Jimmy should be proud of the way they took care of Ma & Pa during their later years. It is not easy, and ultimately the sadness and grief may be overwhelming. Dignity and love - that is what each of you offered your parents. God bless you all - Love Dory
