June 13th 2005 my mother died from cancer, at home in her sleep.

Though she was in a bad way the day before she was able to carry on an intelligent conversation with our former neighbor -- a childhood friend of mine -- and his wife.

Her death is what encoursged me to become active here as an outlet for my feelings.

Still makes me cry thinking of this active lovely woman all but helpless as the cancer took away her ability to move.

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And the punch line to the question, how many years does it tale the Nwy York/San Fransico Giants to win an Perfect Game?

126.

They got their first ever on the 13th.

That is TWO this year plus at least one no hitter. There have only been 22 perfect games ever in the major leagues.

And he tied the 14 strikeouts the great Sandy Kofax had in his mid 1960s Perfect Game.

Nice triubute to mom.

I hope all of you mothers were saints like mine --- well I think of her that way.

Now I need to stop before I cry.

John in Wauwatosa