
She died on the 29th October 1967 at 6.00 pm in Keighley General Hospital. She was only 49. I lived in Nottingham and had visited her the weekend before. I sat with her in the hospital then said our goodbyes. She held me for a long time then looked into my eyes. Nothing was said. Just deep silent eye contact. Then a big kiss and I left. I turned at the door and there was that same look. She knew but I didn't. I have never forgotten it.
Writing these words reminds me of the last time I saw Oldie Hermann. I posted about that. I got an interesting response from Neil. He said the same had happened the last time he saw his father. I wonder how many people have experienced that kind of eye contact, but do not talk about it.
I got news of her death when I was at work and the company told me to go home and prepare to travel north as soon as possible. I did just that. I left home at 16 so hardly saw my family. My mother was the only one to write regularly and so via letters and summer meetings I shared part of her life. I shall not give details here. They remain our secret. And now my Silsdeners you can raise a glass, or cup of tea, to a special person.
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