Sixty years ago today at 4 p.m. in Unaka Avenue Baptist Church in Johnson City, Tennessee, my parents, Ned Moses Ross and Muriel June Foster, in front of a few family and friends, took their vows of marriage to each other, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health for as long as they both lived.
Although neither of them on that day could have imagined how their lives together would unfold, testing along the way the strength of the unconditional commitment they made to each other, my daddy and my mama were lovingly faithful throughout their union to their promise before God and their promise to each other. Continue reading →
My memoir about my parents – who were both orphaned at very young ages – and their life together, which included adopting my sisters and me, and then Mama’s journey to the end last August, Fields of Gold: A Love Story, has been published and is now available for purchase.
I wrote this memoir in about six weeks just after Mama died, first to preserve our family stories for my sisters and me and her grandchildren, but then it evolved into a full-length book that chronicled our lives from beginning to end – at least for my parents – and I hope will live on as a tribute to their legacy and a reminder to each of us of the legacy we are now responsible for carrying on and passing on to the next generations.