For the last couple of weeks I’ve wanted to do a post about my mom, but I haven’t been able to find the right words—probably because I’m not sure what about her inspired me the most. Maybe it was how, as a very young bride, she raised two children and helped my dad regain his strength after he became partially paralyzed from polio. How--despite dropping out of Barnard College to marry her childhood sweetheart--she went on to mentor graduate students at Williams College. In the 1960’s, when men were still in charge of a majority of state and town programs, she headed up projects for a conservation commission in Massachusetts and was responsible for getting funding to establish nature study centers, a park and for expanding environmental education for children. She went on to do so many more things, painted decorative furniture and landscapes, wrote poetry, and raised four children in total. But most of all, she inspired me to never view anything as impossible for men or women. It is this same attitude that inspires the main characters in my stories. Sure there were struggles and difficulties in my mother’s life, many of them, but her focus was always on the beauty of the world around her and the limitless possibilities for anyone willing to go after and fight for their dreams.
Rest in peace, Mom.
Anna Wood Rice (October 2, 1921--April 26, 2013)
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