Georgia Mark Heltzel Karr
was a great mother-in-law. She was my second biggest fan and advocate, after
her older daughter, and was not at all sure that Helen was a big enough fan. According
to Georgia, I had overcome a lot to be on the way to a good career and she
didn’t want Helen to be getting in the way.
That kind of achievement,
the sort Georgia wished for me, was what she had always wanted for herself. But
she grew up in a home that was typical for its day, which meant dysfunctional
in a particular way. Her father ruled the roost, entirely, as a good Prussian
father should. He made all the decisions. The pecking order in the family
included Georgia’s two brothers first, ahead of her and her sister, Clara, even
though they were younger. Georgia wanted to go to college, to achieve, but her
father decreed that it was stupid to educate a girl.
In most dysfunctional
families, even the ones that are normal for their time and place, there is one
person who is an oasis. For Georgia, that was her sister, Clara, only 23 months
different in age. But Clara died suddenly, when she was only twenty. Georgia
never really recovered from that.
Being the only girl left
in the family, she was the one who was expected to care for her aging parents,
for a very long time, to do all the work necessary for them to stay in their
own house. She loved having a husband and family, but that was the only thing
she ever got to do for herself, and in one way, it was just more of the
same—being a servant to all, the way it so often is with mothers. She did it
all with great efficiency, for her parental family and for her own family, the
way an achiever does, but it always wore on her soul as well as on her body.
She was a great Cubs fan,
listening to Bob Elston describe every game on the radio, then listening to
Jack Brickhouse do them when TV came along. One time that I saw her truly happy
was when I took her to a game at Wrigley Field. At her funeral, I noted that
her twin grandsons had said they expected that now she was playing with the
Cubs in heaven. I said they were close but not quite accurate. She would be
managing.
Helen has said that her
mother thought the only stupid thing I ever did was marry her daughter. She was
a great achiever, as a mother-in-law. Thank you, Georgia.
JRMcF
johnrobertmcfarland@gmail.com
I tweet as yooper1721.
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