Hug Your Mom Today
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My memory takes me all the way back to our house in Memphis circa 1972 when Dad had the multi-line phone stationed on the coffee table so he could listen in on bond calls taken by the office staff. My Mom would take it in stride every time Dad would accept a call during dinner or the holidays and when he would leave the house to run a bond down to the jail. Mom would occasionally work at the various bonding company’s dad had owned. She also worked at Texas Fire & Casualty and Underwriters Surety, Inc. through the years. She handled agent licensing and prepared contracts. Mom would find herself closing Dad’s door often because he had a tendency to cuss a lot in those days. In addition…