At 11:56 this morning, just about the time that Yo Yo Ma was beginning to belt out “Simple Gifts”, my loving mother lost her four year battle with breast cancer. I guess she thought she was leaving the country in more capable hands and, just about the time that Barack was getting ready to take over, she was finally able to let go.
Barbara Livingston was a beautiful woman with a beautiful soul and a wonderful mother. She will for sure be missed, but she will not go quietly, nor will she ever be forgotten.
As she had done all of my life — whenever I picked up a new hobby or fascination, she did her best to learn all she could about my new-found interests in order to keep pace with me. When I discovered good beer, so did she. And so we enjoyed a good number of great brews together these last few years; moments I will cherish forever.
Thank you, Mom, for all you have done for me. I hope that I will be able to continue to lead the life you dreamt for me and to do right by you for as long as I am able. It has been an honor and a privilege to be your son. I love you.