The Only Mom and Dad Resources You Will Ever Need

Ah, our mom and dad! Brave, noble, with respect and humility, our parents are our mentors, our disciplinarians, our friends and most of all, they love us very much.

Let me tell two vignettes that are both very funny, but with an emphasis on vital traits that you can use today….

The Magic Purse

To describe my mom, well, she is very proactive. Ingenious. Definitely a go-getter. In her grace, my mom is both dignified and intelligent.

Even in her appearance, she is the cat’s meow. Like 99.9% of the other women in the world, she loves shopping whether it is clothes, shoes, purses, etc., etc. However, in my world, definitely, the purses win the race hands-down.


Because my mom has a Magic Purse.

That’s right, a Magic Purse.

What I have discovered over time is that my mom packs everything imagined in her purse; organize to a T. Really. Honestly. I tell you no lie.

Yep, at any moment, day or night, she can whip out her purse almost instantaneously to aid anyone at anytime. For instance:

I asked my mom, “Do you have some loose change in your purse, please?”

My mom replied, “Certainly, here you go.”



“Moist toilette?”


“An old picture of me when I was five years old?”


“Six golden medallions from Spain?”

“At the bottom of my purse.”

“Three iron rods of equal length and height?”

“I actually have four, would you like one extra, too?”

In all seriousness though, my mom brings qualities that everyone can appreciate:

  • benevolence
  • helpfulness
  • creativity
  • thoughtfulness

These words are the heart and soul of a compassionate foundation.

Something to Drink

My dad was a kind gentleman with a great tenderness and an inquisitive mind. Originally a chemist, particularly a rocket scientist (honest Injun), in the early 70s, he changed careers and worked for years in real estate, specifically commercial and industrial fields.

He was tenacious, but loyal, organized, but not over-the-top. He was a planner, through and through. I miss my dad very much; he passed away from Lou Gehrig’s disease or ALS but his spirit moves to me every single day.

Fortunately, one of the chuckles I always remember was when he was having guests; definitely, he was the “Hostess with the Mostess.” Because sales were his specialty, he would be very gracious, but resolute as well. An example, offering a guest a drink:

My dad inquired, “Would you like something to drink?”

The guest politely said,: “No, but thank you.”

“No, please, what can I offer you? Some coffee?”

“No, thank you again.”

Pause…”How about tea, I could make it hot or cold if you’d like?”

“Thank you once again, I am fine.”

Pause…”Hot chocolate?”


Pause… “Beer? Perrier? Water?”

“Alright, alright; I will have some coffee, please.”

“Superb, right away… How about something to nibble on?”

Now again, I exaggerate this point, but my dad always made one feel welcome and at home. That was one of his biggest strengths. To be consistent and persevere, no matter what the cost. To be upbeat and cheerful, but with the greatest responsibility of what one wishes to do.


So, what about your mom and dad? What traits do you remember about your parents that are meaningful and touching that you can keep and use today?



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  1. Herb! Not sure if you remember me from college, but you are of course unforgettable. Your story is quite inspirational, and your tribute to your parents is very touching. Great to see you in the blogosphere!


  2. Thanks for posting that, Herb. I will be interested and excited to hear how my kids describe me as they enter adulthood. As a parent, I can only hope that I have had the kind of impact on them that our parents had on us.

    Thanks for sharing…


  3. My mom was amazing, raising five kids without my dad. She passed away when I was 19. Her sister, my aunt, once told me that each of us (my three brothers, sister and I) had told my aunt that we thought we were mom’s favorite. That is how she made each of us feel.
    Sadly, my parents were divorced when I was very young. My dad was a good man, but he failed as a father. I saw very little of him. He remarried after the divorce and committed himself to his new family. I got to know him a little better as an adult.
    I’m always very happy for those guys who had special relationships with their fathers. My commitment to fatherhood came from a vow as a child to be the best father I could possibly be. My adult daughter and I recently went on another daddy/daughter date night to a Dodger baseball game.


  4. Nicely done, Herb. You’ve captured our amazing parents beautifully.


  5. Parents- where would we be without them. I also had the fortune to know my maternal grandparents on into my adulthood and beginning a family of my own.

    I remember fun, enjoyment of being together and caring about family. Whether we lived near or far, we always made time to visit several times a year. That would be easier nowadays, to keep in touch with smartphones and Skype- and all the other ingenious inventions.

    I also remember hard work, honesty, and adaptability. My father worked for TVA on nuclear plants and dams- so we moved a lot as these were being constructed. But every place we went, my mother always made it home. And my sister and I learned to adapt, make friends, and move forward.

    Love- that is what I remember most- that abiding love that parents have, that moves through one, and informs your own life with meaning and warmth. There was always someone who had your back.


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