tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post9220435740476431586..comments2023-12-17T22:24:54.778-05:00Comments on taylorbakercousins: The Taylor Cheer, Or Why I Blog By Pat Kinsella Herdeg, With Help From Family Members Pat Herdeghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049766276043715800noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-87643660257794899232013-02-18T13:25:54.402-05:002013-02-18T13:25:54.402-05:00Ted and Julie,
Thank you for commenting on this s...Ted and Julie,<br /><br />Thank you for commenting on this story-- I wanted to write it in a way that was not overly painful for you. <br /><br />So Sorry Ted, that your Judy is now part of the 'orphans club', a club no one wants to be in but most of us will be.<br /><br />I never thought about the mental health benefits of this blog, but you are right about the laughing and crying all at the same time. Families do that to you!<br /><br />Love you all,Patnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-65644559049794658142013-02-18T12:40:41.384-05:002013-02-18T12:40:41.384-05:00Pat,
I do not spend very much time on the interne...Pat,<br /><br />I do not spend very much time on the internet anymore including checking email. Out of 791 emails, I just deleted all but 18!! the rest were junk!! Luckily, I spend more time at the gym now!<br /><br />I just caught up your most recent entries and came to this story which has caused a puddle of tears to soak my keyboard!<br /><br />Obviously, these memories are extremely powerful even 35 years later.<br /><br />Between the two of us, Judy's Mom was our last parent left and she passed away recently, coincidentally,also due to stroke. Speaking with Julie, she commented that Judy now joins us as "orphans". <br /><br />Attending the funeral of Judy's Mom, Mary, I commented to Judy's siblings how lucky they were to have many more years of life with their mother. Judy is also the youngest of her family. Judy had 49 years growing up with her Mom compared to my 13 years growing up with my mother! Think about that for a moment...Judy has had nearly 4 times more time with her Mom than I had and her siblings had even more!<br /><br />These memories that are stirred up with this blog are a fantastic mental health benefit to us all including laughing and crying often times through the same story.<br /><br />Thank you, cousin!<br /><br />Ted LochnerTed Lochnernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-49670446022483615702013-01-20T20:43:18.997-05:002013-01-20T20:43:18.997-05:00Pat, what a wonderful account. The story and pict...Pat, what a wonderful account. The story and pictures bring back a lot of memories, good and bad. Tim Kinsellanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-82102480816120830942013-01-17T01:01:52.274-05:002013-01-17T01:01:52.274-05:00Pat, that was a well-done recollection of the days...Pat, that was a well-done recollection of the days surrounding my Mother's death. It was such a painful time for everyone, least of all her own children. I was living in California at the time when Aunt CB called to deliver the news. I remember her saying to me that she had some sad news, and afterwards her concern was that I find someone to be with. My first phone call was to my best friend, Judy, then to Marylu Taylor who was still living in California at the time. I believe Marylu came and spent the night with me. The next day two other friends, Fran and JJ, arrived to drive me to the airport for the long flight home. My friends held me in their arms till I could get home, and just in time because I went right to the hospital and spent most of the day and night with Mom. She never did regain consciousness. Eventually I went home to try to sleep and she passed shortly thereafter. The hardest thing was losing her when she was so young and so was I. She was only 54; I was 23 and just beginning to understand all the years of discipline and how hard it must have been raising a daughter who thought she knew so much about life when I really didn't know squat. Mom was not just my mother, but she was becoming my friend and confidant, and then she was taken away. All of her children felt that loss as well. It seemed so unfair. And to this day, I miss her terribly. I can and I do tell people to love and respect their parents because you only have one set of them and just one chance. <br /><br />Thanks so much to everyone who commented on this, and again to you, Pat, for bringing this family full-circle.Julienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-3255968380397600122013-01-16T16:22:16.113-05:002013-01-16T16:22:16.113-05:00Thank You Pat for this beautiful story-I cried buc...Thank You Pat for this beautiful story-I cried buckets-I had a situation something like this in my own family-my grandfather died 3 days before my brother Ken's wedding. The whole family of course went to the wedding one day and funeral the next. Everyone rallied around my brother,decided the wedding could not be changed. It brought back all kinds of memories-Esther, Dick and little Teddy. They use to stay here with us when I was first married,I so enjoyed their visits.Thinking of Wendell, my brother Ken, my parents ,my grandfather, Grandma Lil, Chic, Aunt Gladys,Phyllis,Sylva,Leona and your Grandma Ethel who I had met just a couple of times and all of the rest of the Taylor Clan who have gone on to that glorious place called heaven - all wonderful people. Every one I have mentioned are now watching over us- I Thank you for sharing.I appreciate so much all the work you do for the family blog. Love JoyceAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-62353167764576037152013-01-14T18:29:39.288-05:002013-01-14T18:29:39.288-05:00Pat, I have long been intrigued by the holes in li...Pat, I have long been intrigued by the holes in life left when people die much too early. Often those holes last for decades, and sometimes into new generations. It's not only the loss of that person that leaves people so bereft, but also the good they would have done, the guidance they would have given, the "holding together" they would have offered. It's like when a stitch comes out in a sweater - it can create a larger unraveling because we all, ultimately, are connected. <br /><br />Sometimes their loss motivates people to dedicate themselves to a positive focus. But often it seems that their loss knocks the world off center for many people close to them, and that may echo for a long, long time. <br /><br />I think what you did with the Taylor Cheer was to help give us something to hold on to when the world was wobbling badly. It didn't right everything - it couldn't - but it gave a solid place to hang on to, which can be a precious help in lost times. <br /><br />Blessings to you, Love you,<br />SueSusan Kinsellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06531216605375733996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-16128513668917375212013-01-14T17:05:59.211-05:002013-01-14T17:05:59.211-05:00Thanks to all! As I said, it is so difficult to pu...Thanks to all! As I said, it is so difficult to put into words all of the emotions of that spring from so long ago.<br /><br />I do feel surrounded by all of my cousins and can't wait for more elderberry pie at the next Reunion!<br /><br />Love,<br />Patnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-62139865953412079152013-01-13T21:28:10.863-05:002013-01-13T21:28:10.863-05:00Paat, a beauiful story. One that should be known ...Paat, a beauiful story. One that should be known by all the cousins and now, thanks to you WILL BEDad/Jacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-67937813346753566082013-01-13T13:37:12.844-05:002013-01-13T13:37:12.844-05:00I should explain that before Esther died Our mothe...I should explain that before Esther died Our mother had been killed crossing the street in front of her home. The magnitude of her death, the manner of it, the suddeness, left us All befuddled! We clung together and got thru it. That is the togetherness I drew on when Esther died. When I walked into that Emergency and realized there was no turn around for her and I had to get hold of her family imediately -- well THAT is the moment I drew on the whole familyness! It is always there!<br /> Kathryn, you are right to move closer to siblings!! Love you ALL Mom/ Aunt CBnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-6378364750954016202013-01-11T21:20:27.526-05:002013-01-11T21:20:27.526-05:00to CB-
I think I know what you mean about Esther&...to CB- <br />I think I know what you mean about Esther's death being one of the hardest things. When Chic died I felt like someone cut a hole in my heart. While time sort of dulls the pain, it does not go away. Gail and I are a lot closer now - family ties are a good thing. <br /><br />I always loved how close you and my Mother were. It was so considerate of your Mothers to have their daughters so close together. <br /><br />I love you lots too.Kathrynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-73583690309085549112013-01-11T14:10:46.029-05:002013-01-11T14:10:46.029-05:00"A tear"??!! I did not use kleenex - I u..."A tear"??!! I did not use kleenex - I used the sleeve of my sweatshirt to absorb the tears. It is stronger and holds more. <br /><br />I never wonder why you do this site. Instead, I am super grateful that you do. I live in Ohio and I do not get back to see family much. This site keeps me connected as much as facebook does. I have found out important family news here. <br /><br />Pat, I appreciate all the work you do here and I appreciate you very much.<br /><br />I love you lots!!!!Kathrynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-44273025010334133062013-01-11T12:59:15.587-05:002013-01-11T12:59:15.587-05:00If anyone can read this without shedding a tear -w...If anyone can read this without shedding a tear -well pass me a kleenex! <br />As the ups and downs of life occur, its our "togetherness" that keeps us sane. Esther's death was one of the hardest events I have ever gone thru. I lived thru it because of Family! Mom/Aunt CBnoreply@blogger.com