tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275878771187870033.post4584812139586564202..comments2023-09-19T03:56:30.156-07:00Comments on You Don't Have to Like Me: There Might Not Be Any Tall Building Leaping, But There's A Hero Around Here SomewhereThe Sports Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17975653596215246648noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275878771187870033.post-7724748398227214042008-11-19T16:22:00.000-07:002008-11-19T16:22:00.000-07:00Yay for eye surgery. What a wonderful blessing. ...Yay for eye surgery. What a wonderful blessing. I hope you get to be face to face with her soon.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05199941051691469813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275878771187870033.post-89391505621255614712008-11-17T00:09:00.000-07:002008-11-17T00:09:00.000-07:00Oh, happy birthday sports mamma's mamma! We're so...Oh, happy birthday sports mamma's mamma! We're so glad she raised you well. She sounds amazing!Shelliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12851446861098955538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275878771187870033.post-42395396253102772722008-11-13T17:12:00.000-07:002008-11-13T17:12:00.000-07:00You have learned so much from her. It shows. She...You have learned so much from her. It shows. She sounds like a true hero.<BR/><BR/>I'd have to think long and hard about who is my hero these days. The only person that may come close is my grandfather. He died when I was ten. But what I saw in the short time I was with him and the stories I heard about him later in life may qualify him as a hero.Kidzmamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06750828246807725671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275878771187870033.post-69043282093646824392008-11-13T06:54:00.000-07:002008-11-13T06:54:00.000-07:00What an awesome tribute to a hero. I hope that su...What an awesome tribute to a hero. I hope that surgery goes well and is successful.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09037928148778848386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-275878771187870033.post-1496934969942599392008-11-13T05:04:00.000-07:002008-11-13T05:04:00.000-07:00Mine is my great-grandmother. She's no longer with...Mine is my great-grandmother. She's no longer with us, but she was a strong woman while she lived. She grew up in Austria until she was 17, then came over on a boat carting a couple young siblings with her.<BR/><BR/>She married and had one child with someone she found out later on was a pretty vicious bastard. After several years of abuse, she walked out on him, moved a thousand miles away and began her life over. A single mom in the 1930's. <BR/><BR/>She never remarried, never even divorced, but never went back to him. She raised her child and took care of her children's children and her children's children's children. She left us at the ripe old age of 100 and I often miss her.The Creeperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11501280478538293726noreply@blogger.com