I've known Mrs. Dollahite, or( "mama #2" as I fondly called her) since age 8. She loved me unconditionally and Anne graciously shared her with me! Mama#2 was the only person I knew that could make flowers grow amongst rocks! She always allowed Anne and I to make brownies after school! Mrs. D and my mom allowed Anne and I do 'shelter in place' at the Dollahites while we recooped from the mumps! Anne and I thought that was fabulous! Mrs. D escorted us to school in her 'pink mobile". I believed that everyone was envious of us, because we were the only pink mobile in town,(or at least I thought this) I ate countless, well balanced meals at their house, including "southern tubed steaks, AKA hot dogs. While at TCU, the Dollahites became my guardians/parents and I was beyond appreciative. Even after I gave birth, mama volunteered to go with me to the hospital so that Armen could have tubes put in his ears. (Steve had just started a new job and was unable to come) "Mama" did not hesitate to offer to accompany us. The Dollahites surrounded me with their love, their presence at every major event in my life and most importantly, shared their love of God with me!
I will dearly miss 'mama#2", but I am so grateful she was not only a big part of my life but my entire family!
All my love,
daughter #2 (Bertha) AKA "By"