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One Hundred And Eight

Thirty years ago in Talmont, North Shore Tahoe

Thirty years ago in Talmont, North Shore Tahoe

Foto by Jorma Kaukonen, Sr.

One hundred and eight years ago in East Windsor, Connecticut a little girl was born on a tobacco farm. Her name was Beatrice Love Levine and thirty years later she would become my mother. Indeed, today my brother Peter and I are motherless children, like it says in the song. In the scheme of things, that is as it should be. Sorry you missed your grandchildren mom… you would have loved them and they would have loved you! Perhaps you know that.

I miss you and dad all the time, but we’re alright… and so are you.

Love you…

Jormason

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  1. carey georgas
    June 12th, 2018 at 09:17 | #1

    Ah, that all motherless children would have such gentle affections. A blessing, indeed.

  2. Mitch Spector
    June 12th, 2018 at 09:44 | #2

    Very nice Jorma !! She did a fine job .God bless you and your family .

  3. johno
    June 12th, 2018 at 11:32 | #3

    East Windsor and Ellington CT are in the fertile Connecticut River Valley. It produces some the best cigar wrapper tobacco in the world. For my job I traveled up route 91 from New Haven to Springfield MA a lot. Right up the Connecticut River Valley past all the tobacco farms and long drying barns. Very pretty country.

  4. Kevin
    June 12th, 2018 at 11:52 | #4

    I absolutely adore your moms’ name. Every time I read the name Beatrice Love I have to smile. Your maternal grandparents must have been very special. It’s easy to tell that you have understanding and loving roots that are strong and deep.

  5. rich l
    June 12th, 2018 at 12:50 | #5

    That is a great picture.

  6. mark k
    June 12th, 2018 at 13:23 | #6

    Its a funny and unexpected thing where the circle of life can lead us to. I was fortunate to have both my parents until their 90’s. Now at 62 I find myself in North East PA with my former wife [a long story in itself] raising Foster children who are desperately in need of the stable and loving home that we can provide for them. [didn't see this coming]. As kids my Father was full of corny sayings which made us groan, although I didn’t always see it then, there were lessons in all of them. Now I have to laugh when I find myself uttering those same words and getting those same groans from these children.

  7. dave
    June 12th, 2018 at 16:35 | #7

    I miss my folks as well. As it turns out, they married on June 12 and today would have been their 70th anniversary.

  8. Tom Fabry
    June 12th, 2018 at 18:37 | #8

    For all our deceased loved ones, as it says in the first Book…

    2nd Book of Maccabees 12:46 Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition (DRA)
    vs 46 It is therefore a holy and wholesome thought to pray for the dead, that they may be loosed from sins.

    Keep your lamps trimmed and burning folks.
    Bring joy wherever you go…

    Great book, “7 Lessons From Heaven”, by Dr. Mary Neal. She was trapped under water for 20 minutes, left this world and came back to tell a story, like many other NDE folks… Big part of the message, faith and hope are good/great, TRUST even more important.

    I’m going to play some tunes of hope and trust along the Hudson River, in a bar room with a crystal ball.

  9. Shawn C Brown
    June 12th, 2018 at 19:05 | #9

    Look at her eyes in that picture, Jorma definitely took after her….. what a beautiful legacy

  10. richu
    June 12th, 2018 at 23:32 | #10

    hello mr j..Thanks for letting me post.I no how much you loved your mom,and think I know how much you miss her.Remember when you brought her cat back east? blessu..Fathers day this weekend….remember lake George? iworked americade last weekend…

  11. Joey
    June 13th, 2018 at 08:31 | #11

    What a beautiful smile.

  12. Mitch Spector
    June 13th, 2018 at 15:30 | #12

    Happy Fathers Day weekend Jorma !!
    Hope you get to be home and enjoy some Pho or whatever youre feeling Sunday .Peace always !!Enjoy Happy Fathers day to all of us dads ..

  13. June 13th, 2018 at 15:33 | #13

    Love your picture and the heartfelt words you wrote as well as the thoughts behind them, and thanks for sharing them with us. My mother is in the process of transitioning as we speak. I find myself emotionally sensitive to everything. Wearing them on my sleeve doesn’t quite cover it. a difficult time for all. I hope it’s ok to call my next trip back which will be soon. Wish you well pard.

  14. June 13th, 2018 at 15:41 | #14

    Love your picture and the heartfelt words you wrote as well as the thoughts behind them, and thanks for sharing them with us. My mother is in the process of transitioning as we speak. I find myself emotionally sensitive to everything. Wearing them on my sleeve doesn’t quite cover it. A difficult time for all. I hope it’s ok to call on my next trip back which will be soon. Wish you well pard.