(Through the years, my relationship with my Father and Ruby gradually became more accepting of one another, and although I never felt a father- son connection, we could socialize without bitterness. Since my father died nine years ago, and my mother passed away over twenty years ago, Ruby and I have become quite close. Time pushes every thing back to a place one can look at more objectively, and bitterness can be replaced with affection.
She was a good christian lady of 94 years, when she passed away yesterday with her children around her. Before she left, she hugged me, gave me her love, and I kissed her hand in farewell.)