"My mom always said 'eat your vegetables!' She lived to 99 and was mostly healthy!"
“My mom, Betty, was a joy to all. She loved life and lived it fully every day. She gave of herself to others as a volunteer, in her church, in Eastern Star, in Cub Scouts, to the American Cancer Society and to many others. She always put others ahead of herself and never looked to be recognized. She led by example, and many young people were touched by her over the years. The world is a better place because of her and she lives today in the many people who knew her. She is truly missed!”
"I am donating to BRWIA in honor of Rebecca Gummere because she's my mom and a warrior woman!"
- Maggie Carey
"My mother was way ahead of her time and by example showed my sister and I how women make a difference."
"I am donating to BRWIA in honor of my mother, Laura Oates Smith. She grew up on a farm in eastern North Carolina before and during the Great Depression, lacking in material things but not for food. One of 11 children, she became the first person in her family, male or female, to graduate from college. She became a school teacher and touched the lives of many young people.
When she married my father, a Naval officer (and a Yankee from Ohio), she had to transform herself from a country farm girl into a military officer’s wife and attend official functions, parties and ceremonies, as well as try to be accepted by her in-laws from a drastically different culture and background. She lived around the country and overseas, moving and having to make new friends constantly while raising three children with her husband away on duty for weeks at a time.
Throughout her life, she faced her many challenges with grace, compassion, an abiding curiosity, enduring kindness to everyone she met, and great pride in her roots and where she had come from.
It would have given her great joy to know that life has come full circle for her family in that her grandson is now a farmer in the High Country, carrying on her legacy of great things arising from the dirt."
"My mother, Sarah, grew up on a small farm in Eastern, NC. As a child, I played there, amazed at the vegetable gardens, pigs, cows and fresh food. Her grandmother, Janie, farmed that same land, SOLO, after her husband died when she was in her 20’s. Both women had deep roots in the soil of Eastern NC. Those same roots remain deep in my soul here in Western, NC. My gardens are my joy!"
"My mother, Ellen Powell, taught me about the land through urban gardens and her own rural, homestead upbringing."