tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881186371752795468.post4055422515876328674..comments2024-01-04T20:23:59.249-05:00Comments on Hoosier Happenings: mother's day madnesshoosier rebornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04401432969706851303noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881186371752795468.post-59474702072250006412008-05-13T04:55:00.000-04:002008-05-13T04:55:00.000-04:00Years ago all the women folk at our church got flo...Years ago all the women folk at our church got flowers at our church--one year the intern botched it by saying that flowers were for (all females)everyone from little girls to big ladies. Perhaps Pastors could review what to and not to say on Mother's Day. I guess there is a learning curve involved.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881186371752795468.post-31934797509653558922008-05-12T15:38:00.000-04:002008-05-12T15:38:00.000-04:00geesh, that sounds like cruel and unusual punishme...geesh, that sounds like cruel and unusual punishment! Your poor dad!hoosier rebornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04401432969706851303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881186371752795468.post-83729993391622056652008-05-12T14:31:00.000-04:002008-05-12T14:31:00.000-04:00My dad's mom died when he was 5. He hated Mother'...My dad's mom died when he was 5. He hated Mother's Day, but not because it reminded him of his lost mother. Rather, in church they handed out a carnation to every child, red (I think) unless your mother had passed, in which case you got white. And Dad was always the only child with a white carnation. He felt he got on all right with his father and grandmother caring for him, and didn't like having to explain the situation with his mother to everybody every year.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com