Mother's Day from CCC
The following is from the April 1939 issue of the Black Hills Echoes. All eight pages are below and list the many men that came from Kansas. This camp newspaper has been digitized and print for display at the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) Museum of South Dakota.
We are not sure if the author of "MOTHER", Stanley K. McNulty, was in the CCC. We do not have his name on our roster of enrollees. If anyone have information we would love the hear from you.
Quite a few years ago a mother founded Mother's Day through the love and devotion that she held for her own mother. Ever since that time we celebrate the second Sunday in May as Mother's Day. Why? I believe it is because we realize what it has cost our mothers to give us a good start on the road of life, usually when we think of the word cost, we generally think in the terms of money. I dare say money was the least spent in giving us that start. It is true that money has played a part in our training for life, a very important part, but the things that cost our mother most cannot have a price tag attached to it. We know who the first arms were that held us. We know who it was that taught us our first prayers. We know who it was that gave up their many hours of recreation so that we could have an education. We know whose eyes are dim now because of the clothes that needed mended and cleaned long after we had gone to bed. We know who it was that kissed away our small pains. We know who it was that stood by us after all others had forsaken us. We know who it was that first rejoiced at our success and the first to comfort us at our failure. Why is it that we often forget that our mothers would appreciate a little gift from us to show that we do appreciate all those things that we know she did for us. We don't mean to forget but we do forget for some reasons. We can never repay her, for what she has done is priceless, but we can remember to answer her letters on time and we don't have to wait until Christmas or Mother's Day to send her sone small item as a token of our love. It means so much to a mother who is many miles from her son. In this coming year let us try to think of her more often and not do anything that will cause her to lose faith in us or feel ashamed of us.
- Stanley K. McNulty
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