family: 6/365

Lillian Morris Mason January 18, 1906-September 3, 1995

Lillian Morris Mason
January 18, 1906-September 3, 1995

On one of my birthdays, Lilli, my grandmother, wrote me a several-page letter (blue ink, a schoolteacher’s script) about the day I was born in Rapid City, South Dakota, her and my grandfather’s trip to see me, and our trip back to Georgia three weeks later–mom, dad, baby, dog, grandmother. 

I knew all four of my grandparents and two great-grandmothers–Lilli’s mother, Gram, loved to play jokes and had teeth that would come out and boy could she play the piano. Although each of my parents is an only child, I knew bunches of great aunts and uncles.

I am the oldest of five with three sisters when at long last, sitting on a stool in the kitchen with our housekeeper on an October evening in 1966, the phone rings, and I have a brother.

Then I have a husband and his family, and we have a daughter and three sons…

Now we have a son-in-law and his family. And my daughter and her husband have a son and two daughters.

We also have a daughter-in-law and her family.

I have been, and am being, steeped in family. I am rich rich rich in family.



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12 thoughts on “family: 6/365

  1. I am the oldest of five and my mother is a twin and one of eight. I have a large family also and a Gram who raised eight children in Idaho. I hope to record some of my family history this year. I’ll ask you about your journal and you ask me about genealogy.


  2. You sound very blessed, Cynthia, and are wise enough to appreciate just how much 🙂 And that clip from Birdcage—that movie is hilarious, and Gene Hackman! “I don’t want to be the only girl not dancing…” LOL


  3. Deeply jealous of all your family (excepting your kids and their connections, only b/c, as you know, I am child-free and never considered being otherwise). I never knew a single grandparent, nor did either of my parents know theirs. I was keenly aware of growing up rootless and have always been sad about it. I love reading about how rich you feel. Brings a smile.


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