Well this is the post I have been putting off for a very
long time. My previous posts were on my family and the early years in Omaha
that looking back were Ideal. This post will be about what happened after my
mother passed away. His I have thought about it over and over I realize it is
still painful to this day. I am 59 now in this happened when I was 10. I have
missed my mother terribly all these years and wish she could've met my wife and
my children. She was a very loving person. So here I go:
The first thing I should mention is my mother’s passing. We
know she had been feeling well but there were no obvious signs of a cold or
anything like that. My sister and I were woken up one night and told our mother
was being taken to the hospital and to come say goodbye. She was on a gurney
and there were paramedics there in our living room. My dad told my sister and I
to go say goodbye to her before she left. My sister went over and gave her a
kiss and told her goodbye. She looked so pale and ghostly I was afraid to go
near. They left and we had a neighbor come stay with us. My dad follow them to
the hospital. Later that morning we went to the neighbors house for breakfast.
My sister said my mother was very cold when she kissed her.
Looking back she may a party been gone at that point but we don’t know. To be
honest her death was something of a mystery and her death certificate says she
died of pneumonia. I know she avoided going to the doctor even though she felt
ill in my recent experience with pneumonia makes me think now that that is what
happened. Regardless they did an autopsy and that was what they came up with.
For years I thought it was an aneurysm that was not found in the autopsy but
now think it may have been pneumonia like they said.
Until the autopsy was done it was not ruled a natural death
until it was investigated. That led some people to have wild opinions. One
evening a group of men, neighbors, about five or six of them came over to give
my father support. My sister and I snuck up on the landing of our split for
house and eavesdropped. Their questions made my sister and I think a few of
them had weird suspicions. My dad could barely speak because he was so choked
up in close to crying. He was devastated by my mother's passing, that much was
obvious. There was absolutely no way it was a suspicious death. The police
looked into a possibility that a coworker at a local retailer had given my mom
some medications to help her with her pain in her lungs. That was ruled out but
that was really the only thing that might have been suspicious.
Her coworkers at the retail store purchased all
of her things she had on layaway and gave them to us. I remember a shirt that I
had picked out that was sort of Aqua and blue, that sort of change colors
depending on the light or how you looked at it. I remember wearing the shirt to
was a rag because I loved it so much and it reminded me of her. I will follow
up on some of the things in later posts.I was quick
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