Celebration of Life and Legacy
1:00 pm Saturday, November 9, 2019
Jubilee Christian Center
1500 Blue Hill Ave
Boston, Massachusetts, United States
2:30 pm - 3:00 pm Wednesday, October 30, 2019
Bourne National Veteran's Cemetery
Bourne, Massachusetts, United States
In-Kind Donations can be made to...
FLM-Haiti www.flmhaiti.org and Mildred Taylor Account 617-717-8049
Who Knew? Poem by Mark Taylor, son
Who Knew? When I was a child, I didn’t know my parents’ names were not “Mama” & “Daddy.” Now, as my sisters plan a 90th birthday celebration for our mother, I’ve begun to think about my contribution for this festive occasion: the memory of lessons she taught me. Mama often told us kids she was going to change her name and she wasn’t going to let us know her new one, but I eventually found out. One evening I heard Daddy call out, “Mildred, where are the car keys?” She called back to Daddy, “Did you check your overcoat hanging on the bedroom door?" After a brief silence he yelled, “Got it, thanks, see you later.” I was a little mixed up about what Mama’s new name was because when I called her by her new name she said, “Excuse me? You don’t get to call me that.” I walked away and my siblings laughed. I wondered, though: How was I supposed to get her attention? Soon enough, I figured out what to do. Whenever I wanted her I would tap, tap, tap her until she responded. She seemed annoyed by the tapping. “MARK, WHAT DO YOU WANT?” The other reason for the mix up is my aunts and uncles called her Millie. I was always learning and Millie continued to teach me. For instance, I often spent all my allowance before the end of the month and I would ask my mother, who gave me the money, for more. Once she asked, “Do you think money grows on trees?” I thought her question strange. I’d never considered the origin of money, but I had a little knowledge of how to use it. Well, I had learned about currency in elementary school. I had learned that money was printed on paper. Along the way, I’d learned that trees are used to make a lot of useful things and paper is one of them. The next time my mother asked the question I gave an educated answer. Much to my surprise, Mother laughed, denied my request, and said I needed to learn how to make my money stretch. Make money stretch--what?