HERALD Official Organ Of The Slavonic Benevolent Order Of The State Of Texas. Founded 1897. BENEVOLENCE
VOLUME 55 — NO, 19
HUMANITY
BROTHERHO 0 D
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MAY 10, 1967
FROM THE EDITOR'S DESK MOTHER'S DAY — MAY 14th
seemed to have the softest, tenderest heart. Who complained the least of her ills, aches and pains? Mother, of course. Our mothers deserve all the praise, honor, and tribute we can offer them on this Mother's Day. They, with God's help, gave us the very breath of life, bore the cares of childbirth and nursed us through many trying hours of tender infancy. Often a deep fever played games with our young lives, hovering sometimes between life and death itself. Our mothers were right there all the time. Later in life, they taught us codes of behavior, moral codes. When we failed to follow her expert advice we often paid for it dearly with hours of mental anguish and frustrations. How much suffering and hardships mother had to subject herself to before we waxed strong into young man or womanhood!
It is appropriate that Mother's Day has been included in May, the month of blossoming lilacs, the month of love. For there is no living being on this earth, who is capable of giving so much love and care as mother. And there is no other name that sparks such happiness in our eyes and warmth in our hearts. Not only small children with chubby unskilled hands cut out paper hearts and flowers which they decorate with colors and verse, expressing their love for mother, but even adult men, who daily labor with machines or sit at a desk, will remember on this Sunday to present Mother with a bouquet of flowers or some other token of love and appreciation. For what would we be without her, without her care and love? She guided our first hesitant steps and taught us to babble our first words. And one of these first words which embedded deepest into our hearts, was — Mama. We clung to her skirt when the neighbor's pup was after us and we snuggled in her arms when sleep or fatigue overcame us. How eagerly we listened to her stories and how we ran to her with every little thing. She always knew how to help and had an answer. How often in our lives did we feel free to confide in our mother? She
A WONDERFUL MOTHER God made a wonderful mother, A mother who never grows old; He made her smile of the sunshine, And He molded her heart of pure gold; In her eyes He placed bright shining stars, In her cheeks, fair roses you see; God made a wonderful mother, And He gave that dear mother to me. —Pat O'Reilly
Mother was caretaker, custodian, and guider of our very souls. The family is the foundation of our society, and the mother is the column or pillar upon which the family builds its permanent foundation. Those who have grown to manhood without the aid and benefit of a mother realize how much tougher everything was to cope with. Those who were blessed with a mother until their maturity know and appreciate the value of her counsel and guidance. Loss of life is always a sad