Today's the day we carve out in the greeting card culture to salute the Moms in the world. There should be more than one day for this kind of thing. If you'll pardon the indulgence, I'd like to brag a little bit about my Mom.
I'm pretty sure that being Mary Ann Palermo's son is one of the reasons I ended up in journalism. A Boston University grad school degree in the subject led to work in marketing in New York City at what was Time-Life back then. I can definitely see where the "not afraid to ask questions" nature of being a reporter came from her.
She's a lifelong Boston Red Sox fan--at least her love of baseball rubbed off on me, if not love for the Sox (I've been a Yankees fan before adopting the Cardinals about 20 years ago). Cardinals fans will recognize one of her favorite players, Johnny Pesky, the Boston shortstop who she is convinced has been wrongly saddled with blame for Enos Slaughter's ability to score the World Series winning run in 1946.
She and my father have been married for more than 50 years and raised six kids who all knew their parents would go to the mattresses for them if need be. You can't ask for a whole lot more than that.
It's a legacy I'm mindful of as she's about to become a grandmother again (No. 11) when we welcome our first child this summer.
Happy Mother's Day to all the Moms out there.
Tell us what makes you thankful for your Mom!