She’d let you call her and offer you advice. She’d give you the clothes off her back and subsequently take the ones off yours at times. Lol. She was so beautiful. She turned heads where ever she went. She turned my father’s head. My mother paired her looks with no filter and became and unstoppable force.
Looking back, it’s what made her able to hang with the Big Dogs on the construction sites. My mother was an Iron Worker for the local 44. She prided herself on the fact that she out showed men three times her size. She was featured in the local newspaper sitting on a beam of steel hundreds of feet in the air. No fear in the world.
She was quick witted and would put you in your place if you crossed her. She is survived by her loving husband of 35 years Jeff David Heskett. Three daughters Leah, Samantha and Holly. Three fur babies Ruby, Charlie and Giggles. Her grandchildren Isobel, Ethan, Emma and Nathan. Two sisters Brenda and Meldia. And two brothers Larry and Dee. My mother once told me, “Holly, there is nothing like it. When you lose your mother it tears a hole out of you.”
My mother has always been right. She is right at this moment. I will miss you more than you will ever know. You were my best friend. I’m going to fill that hole with happy memories. I will find peace. Now please, don’t worry about us down here and go build your bridges in the sky. We will always look up to find them. “