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August 18, 2008

DADDY'S MOTHER - AMY DIANTHA JACKMAN





ROBERT WELLS DEAN
The third baby born to
John Henry Beamer Dean
and
Amy Diantha Jackman

Daddy had three brothers and one little sister. When this baby was born, Amy, the mother had toxic poisoning that plagues pregnant women sometimes and his mother didn't survive the birth. Tiny little Amy was adopted to her Aunt Gladys. Daddy told me that his mother knew she would die in childbirth. He remembers a time when the boys were riding with their mother and dad hearing her say to her husband, "John..keep the boys together, John."
Daddy had a lot of love for his mother. She died when he was just seven years old but the memories he did have, he treasured. He remembered her brushing her hair in the dark so the static from it would make sparks for them to see. He remembered her singing throughout the day. The Deans have all had a love for music and singing, perhaps coming from their mother.
Daddy had a dream about his mother when he was very young that he never forgot. He told me about that dream several times. It took place in their kitchen. Amy was sitting on John's lap when Bob came into the room. She looked at her little boy and said to him, "Be a good boy. Go to school." Because in real life, Amy died soon after, Daddy always saw this dream as an admonition to be good always and do his best, interpreting "school" as meaning this lifetime. He carried that dream with him just like you'd carry a photograph in your pocket. No doubt it got him through some challenging times and rough spots. Daddy always spoke softly and gently about his mother.

2 comments:

Judie and George said...

Very nice job! I love your creative titles for your blogs!
I just finished a little book that was a bunch of memories. Wasn't life different back then! And people have had to deal with all kinds of things, like losing a Mom. When I married George, he had a little family of 4 children. He had a little guy who wasn't two years old yet. Lorrie, his first wife, died at 35. For us, putting two families together was a good thing. The kids loved each other and it's been a great experience.

mudderbear said...

I hope your life and family is as happy and ideal as it sounds like it is.
My oldest son recently married and inherited four more children including four year old twins. They are in the blown away picture on my mudderbear blog. It certainly isn't easy, but he's never been happier and neither have I. It's not easy blending two families, but I could not live without the new ones. His first, my first granddaughter, just had a baby in May, making me a really GREAT Grandma. I'm totally thrilled!!