I share the feelings of everyone whose posted above, Karl. Lost my Dad in '87, and started wearing his watch (had never felt the need of a watch, since clocks are everywhere) as a daily reminder of how much I miss him. We "bumped heads" from the time I was 7 until I turned 31 (and barely spoke to each other, except at extremely high volumes during the Vietnam era), when we started to rebuild our relationship, and over the next 13 years, became very close. It's obvious that you loved your Mom , and that page is a nice memorial for her. Condolences, my friend. . .