Happy Mother’s Day, Mom
Mom, I can think of no greater gift to give you today, wherever you may be in this vast universe, than my latest book. It’s dedicated to both you and Dad, and it’s titled, The Dutchman and Portland’s Finest Rose, A love story based on the life of football legend Norm Van Brocklin.
This journey has taken me over four years to research and write. It began when I rediscovered your 53 love letters from your sweetheart, wrapped in twine and stowed away. Did you hope they would be discovered one day? Did you have plans for them? Or were they just reminders of a precious love that you revisited from time to time, savoring each page, running your fingertips across the fading ink as you drifted back in time when the the present world seemed too much to bear? These are but a few questions I have asked myself along the way.
I realize if you had the opportunity and the time to write your own story, it would probably be different from the one I have written. I’m a grown woman with the unique perspective of being able to look back at your life as a young women, and admire your honesty, your intelligence, and your inner beauty, finding a newfound respect for the challenging life that awaited both of you. I chose to write about that tender moment in time, that magical moment when you fell in love, and you both committed yourselves to each other and an unknown future. How brave you were!
You left many clues, little gems I discovered while rummaging through scrape-books, and shifting through piles of random papers; poems, lists of vocabulary words, your teaching assistant contract stating your paltry salary, the addresses of every house and apartment you lived in, photos, and news-clippings. I couldn’t ignore the notion you had left these for me to find. Somehow I knew I was meant to do something with what you kept and left behind.
And so, here it is. A slice of time, tenderly written, honoring two very special individuals…a journey come full circle and ready to share.
Happy Mother’s Dad! Love, Karen