She was called by many names. But to a privileged few, she was known as Mom. I was one of two afforded that privilege. Others addressed her as Mrs. Lade, which I usually could relate to, but I swear I ...

My mother lives several hundred miles away, but I don’t need a phone to hear her voice. All I have to do is look at a carrot, and I can hear her saying, “If you eat all your carrots, you’ll be able to ...

This story was originally published on May 10, 2009. Momilies are those little homilies that can only come from moms. They're love compressed in precious words of wisdom. They're powerful little ...

When I was 12 years old, maybe 13, I spent the summer at Camp Golden Eagle, in Woodruff, Wis. Camp Golden Eagle was a camp for boys. Across the lake was a girls` camp, Camp Chippewa. Every few weeks ...

Children of diligent mothers do not sleep with the bedspread on the bed. If they can`t say anything nice, they don`t say anything at all. Before a doctor`s appointment, they don old underwear so the ...

They’re “momilies” — the collective wisdom of mothers throughout history passed down in oral tradition from mother to child. This year marks the 20th anniversary of the publication of “Momilies” by ...

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