Mom waiting for the school bus.
My beautiful mother, Catherine Carrico Hill McIlvoy, passed away Thursday afternoon at 2:35. I am devastated, but she is now at peace. That gives me great comfort. Everyone knows the love of a mother is not to be taken lightly. It is one of the surest of loves and is always there through the years.
Mom riding her beloved mule, Mike. Evidently she and Mary Alice raced these mules and had them jump over small piles of brush! Much to their father’s consternation!
Mom in her early twenties.
Mom lived her life with love of family, God and nature. We were all met at the door with a smile and a hug, a pot of coffee and home-cooked food. It didn’t matter when you arrived, she was ready to feed! I loved to listen to her talk of the old days – when she was young and growing up on the farm, all the wild adventures she and her sister Mary Alice had, stories about her grandparents and the love she had for her mom and dad. I will miss hearing those tales, but I believe they are imprinted on my heart.
Mom and Dad, James Philip Hill, married April 7, 1956. Mary Alice Carrico, mom’s sister was maid of honor, and Henry Thompson, nephew of my dad, was best man. My Dad died at the young age of 50, 28 years ago.
Mom with my children, Linton and Kate, 1989.
Mom and Linton dancing at a wedding, 2004.
The last picture of mom before her death. This was in February when she stayed with us for a month, then was in the nursing home for about a month before she died. Mom loved playing with the cats while she was here! I will miss her so very much! If you still have your mother give her a special hug, or a phone call!