Thinking about my friend Mary Motz
and the annual walk in memory of her daughter, Stephanie L. Miner, who lost her
life to breast cancer made me think: most of us have a story about how breast
cancer has affected our lives in one way or another. Because this is Breast Cancer Awareness Month,
here’s mine.
Elsie Mae Andress |
Many years ago Rebecca Haifleigh Moss became afflicted
with breast cancer. As the disease
progressed she needed special care.
Elise Mae Andress was hired to be her private duty nurse. Elsie had wanted to be a nurse from the time
she had to care for her whole family and the threshers when she was young. But her family frowned upon nursing as a
profession for “proper young women.”
Elsie became a teacher, saved her money, moved to Chicago and put
herself through nursing school.
While she was caring for Mrs. Moss, Elsie met her son,
Will. Will was smitten and started
spending a lot of time with his mother just so he could see Elsie. Finally he asked Elsie to marry him. Elsie, who had chosen career over marriage
years ago, told him, “I will marry you on two conditions. One, I will not be a nursemaid to your
mother. Two, I will have a
career.” He gave her this beautiful
coral necklace.
Will agreed to her conditions and so at age 30 Elsie Mae
Andress became Elsie Mae Andress Moss.
She had three children in the next five years each born in a different
place, while Will tried to decide where they should live and what he wanted to
do with his life. Norman, the youngest,
was born in Gates Mills, Ohio, not far from the community of Chester. Soon after his birth, Will bought an old barn
and started a creamery. The new business
was named Moss Farm Dairy and the family moved into the old farmhouse.
Dora and Norman Moss |
Nancy, the middle child, followed her mother’s footsteps
and went to nursing school. There she
met Dora Fischer. She introduced Dora
and her best friend to her younger brother, Norman, when Ciglinda needed a
date. But Norman (or Fritz) was more
interested in Dora than his date. He
called the next week and they started seeing each other. A few years later they were married on July
11. (That’s 7-11; Norman chose the
date.)
Rebecca Haifliegh Moss was my great-grandmother. Elsie Mae Andress and William Oscar Moss were
my grandparents. And Dora Fischer and
Norman Moss were my parents. So I am
here because of breast cancer.
2 comments:
Loving the postings on this blog! I can see how incorporating this personal touch of ourselves into the story makes it so much more enjoyable to read. Definitely something to consider as I work on my Travel Writing.
Sharron
Thanks, Sharron. Good luck with your writing.
Julie
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