<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">. . . <b><i>Mothers’ Day</i></b><img src="cid:7AE6C1AD-CCDA-4149-84CA-1C36065922B4" alt="image1.jpeg" id="A91E7AC3-0370-4066-BB3C-C9478AC80437" _mf_state="1" title="null" style="width: calc((100% + 20px) + 20px); margin-left: -20px;"></span><div><div><font color="#000000" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="http://www.tomandrodna.com/Songs/Mothers_Day/Mothers_Day.jpg" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">http://www.tomandrodna.com/Moscowcares/Songs/Mothers_Day/Mothers_Day.jpg</a></font></div><div><br></div><div><b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"A Song for Mama"</b></div><div><a href="http://www.tomandrodna.com/MoscowCares/Songs/Mothers_Day/A_Song_for_Mama.mp3">http://www.tomandrodna.com/MoscowCares/Songs/Mothers_Day/A_Song_for_Mama.mp3</a></div><div><br></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>"Mama"</b> by BJ Thomas</span></div><div><font color="#000000" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="http://www.tomandrodna.com/Songs/Mothers_Day/Mama.mp3" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">http://www.TomandRodna.com/MoscowCares/Songs/Mothers_Day/Mama.mp3</a></font></div><div><br></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>"My Mom"</b> by Tony Bennett</span></div><div><font color="#000000" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="http://www.tomandrodna.com/Songs/Mothers_Day/My_Mom.mp3" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">http://www.TomandRodna.com/MoscowCares/Songs/Mothers_Day/My_Mom.mp3</a></font></div><div><br></div><div><i style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A tribute to my mom, Margaret "Peggy" Hansen</i></div><div><font color="#000000" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1kPDK1vjT8g&sns=em" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1kPDK1vjT8g&sns=em</a></font></div><div><br></div><div>This photo of my mom and me was taken during the spring of 1991 when she and dad came up to visit us in the Silver Valley. We went for a ride up the Coeur d'Alene River and stopped in Murray for lunch.</div><div><a href="http://www.tomandrodna.com/MoscowCares/Songs/Mothers_Day/Mom_Tom_Murray_Idaho_080590.jpg">http://www.tomandrodna.com/MoscowCares/Songs/Mothers_Day/Mom_Tom_Murray_Idaho_080590.jpg</a></div><div><br></div><div>————-</div><div><br></div><div><div><b>“Never Enough” </b></div><div>(author unknown)</div><div><br></div><div>Sometimes I know the words to say to give thanks for all you've done,</div><div>but then they fly up and away as quickly as they come.</div><div><br></div><div>How could I possibly thank you enough, the one who makes me whole,</div><div>the one to whom I owe my life, the forming of my soul?</div><div><br></div><div>The one who tucked me in at night, the one who stopped my crying, </div><div>the one who was the expert at picking up when I was lying.</div><div><br></div><div>The one who saw me off to school and spent sad days alone, </div><div>yet magically produced a smile as soon as I came home.</div><div><br></div><div>The one who makes such sacrifices to always put me first, </div><div>who lets me test my broken wings, in spite of how it hurts.</div><div><br></div><div>Who paints the world a rainbow when it's filled with broken dreams, </div><div>who explains it all so clearly when nothing is what it seems.</div><div><br></div><div>Are there really any words for this? I find this question tough.</div><div>Anything I want to say just doesn't seem enough.</div><div><br></div><div>What way is there to thank you for your heart, your sweat, your tears, </div><div>for ten thousand things you've done for oh so many years.</div><div><br></div><div>For changing with me as I changed, accepting all my flaws, </div><div>not loving 'cause you had to, but loving just because.</div><div><br></div><div>For never giving up on me when your wits had reached its end, </div><div>for always being proud of me, for being my best friend.</div><div><br></div><div>And so I come to realize, the only way to say, </div><div>the only thank you that's enough is clear in just one way.</div><div><br></div><div>Look at me before you see what I've become.</div><div>Do you see yourself in me, the job that you have done?</div><div><br></div><div>All your hopes and all your dreams, the strength that no one sees, </div><div>a transfer over many years, your best was to pass me.</div><div><br></div><div>Thank you for the gifts you give, for everything you do, </div><div>but thank you, Mom, most of all for making dreams come true.</div></div><div><br></div><div>——————————————-</div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Moscow Cares"</span></div><div><a href="http://www.moscowcares.com/" style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000">http://www.MoscowCares.com</font></a></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></div><div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Tom Hansen</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Moscow, Idaho</span></div></div></div></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><div>“Only mothers can think of the future because they give birth to it in their children.” </div><div>- Maxim Grosky</div></div><div><br></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></body></html>