S: For Our Mother and Teacher on Her 70th Birthday
BC: With love on your 70th Birthday, Mike and Melinda
FC: Happy 70th Birthday Mom!
1: Dear Mom,
3: we love you so much!
5: "There is no friendship, no love, like that of a mother and child."
7: Daughters are little girls that grow up to be your best friend...
8: "A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take." - Cardinal Mermillod
9: Me & Mom
10: You have taught us the value of family and love...
12: "You have taught us to wonder and believe."
15: You have taught us to make life beautiful!
17: You have taught us to make a difference!
18: I have worked at St. Mark's Church and school for the past 21 years. She taught my 3 children - Michael, Laura, and Matthew Peters at St. Mark's School. Religion class was one of their favorite classes along with being an acolyte. I still have a picture of Matthew, Taylor, and Grant with the structure theymade with blocks. | Pat's talents are many - from her notecards, stained glass ornaments she made me - but most precious is her loving spirit and love for God. Pat is a special blessing. Happy Birthday from Sandi Peters and Family.
19: I love you Pat. You were always the most honest and sweetest teacher and friend I could have. Have a wonderful birthday. Love, Alec Lang | You have taught us to live our best lives.
20: You have taught us to make friends and keep them.
21: When I think of you, Pat, I think of you in all your sweetness and gentleness of spirit. I am ever grateful to you for introducing me to the world of biblical storytelling, for the many words of encouragement you have offered me since I've known you, for conversations about and prayers for our children, and for the warm welcome I receive every time I come or call. For you, my treasured friend, I pray that life will grow ever sweeter and that blessings will abound. Love, Kathy Culmer
22: Pat, So many wonderful memories of getting together on Irving when the kids were small. Many summer afternoons in your backyard watching the fun on the swingset. Lots of fun planning the block parties at Alma's. I remember when your mom used to come and visit. I think of you both when the irises bloom. Then there were the trips to Houston - the dinosaur exhibit, the zoo, and the butterfly exhibit. And the best homemade raviolis, buck eyes, and snickerdoodles ever! And you can forget Melinda and Colleen's performance of "Mr. Sandman." I also remember being on the phone with you the Sunday afternoon the Bills made a huge comeback to beat Houston. Happy Birthday. You'll always be a good friend no matter what cities we're in. Love, Sue
23: At the ripely selfish age of 10 I invited myself to stay with the Phelps family in Houston for nearly a month. They were kind enough to take me in for this extensive stay, graciously allowing us to overdose in all things tween -- cheesy movies, slumber parties, Sunny D, and Astro World. We subjected the family to an elaborate fashion show equipped with a Beatles soundtrack, which I was relieved to not be able to dig up any incriminating evidence for... Pat lovingly embraced me and my brothers as her own. Aside from the time she "accidentally" baked a screw from the oven into some cookies, it's been nuttin' but love. Happy Birthday Pat! Colleen | One of my favorite stories was walking to school with Mike and watching John and Pat make wine out of a tub in the back hall. Gran Cru Irving Terrace I also remember Pat taking me to an organ store at 7pm late during the middle of the week for piano lessons--- it was a community piano lesson place and we were trying to learn. I think she also took me to a basket weaving class late as well. The first and last basket I ever did. Pat is an amazing spirited thoughtful compassionate woman. Happy birthday to her!! KC
24: We were about five or six years old in 1947: Patty Dumas, the Reese twins, Susan Kruse, Bev Edmonds, Bonnie Vosburgh, Ann Marie Hopkins and me. We attended Miss Patton’s class where we were learning to tap dance. The best part about this once a week activity was that we got to place our white-stockinged feet into shiny Mary Jane shoes with their black grosgrain ribbon ties and the enormous pewter taps on the heel and toe which the shoemaker had pounded in with tiny nails while we watched. A lady sat at a piano in the large room where we practiced. The room was upstairs in Midland’s Community Center, located just off Main (was it on Rodd?) next to the Midland Public Library with its special children’s area in the basement. Both red brick structures emitted a distinctive waxy, dusty odor, a lovely smell of gracefully aging, well-tended monuments to 1930’s sense of propriety.
25: Miss Patten stood in front of us on the wooden lacquered floor. She was a mannish woman of average height with a square, serious face, dark short hair and husky authoritative voice. | She would begin each class by arranging us in two or three lines and then show us tap sequences, one at a time. She was patient and methodical and week after week, we practiced. Step-tap-step. Tap-tap-tap. Toe-heel-toe. Tap-tap-tap. The lady at the piano played tinkling music to accompany us as we laboriously added segment after segment to the dance over the weeks until lo and behold, we had memorized a whole number. I still remember the tunes, one of them “Sailing, Sailing, Over the Bounding Main.” Another had to do with Dutch shoes.... | Patty Dumas and our Tap Dancing Class
26: ff | Of course, the costumes our mothers made were adorable and the recitals were heady stuff. While Patty was one of the group, I can’t speak to her dancing ability, absorbed as I was in learning the “shuffle ball change.” But knowing her later in high school, I am sure she was probably the first to learn the routines. By the way, she looks today just as then: dark hair, huge liquid eyes and a cute, slightly Daisy Duck mouth. She was best friends with Bev Edmonds, a bond of which I was sometimes jealous. Patty and I went to the same St. John’s Episcopal Church which was fated sometime in the early 50’s to be moved ridiculously far out of town, a whole two miles away. Our parents weren’t sure either about the new church’s ultramodern look designed by Alden Dow. Pat’s doting mother was my Sunday school teacher many of those years and Head of Sunday School and Girl Scout leader.
27: Mrs. Dumas did much for the community, including organizing annual church picnics that were held on the banks of the Tittabawassee River. Mrs. Dumas was a most loving mother. | In our last year of high school, Patty was only beaten out by Brendon Bass for Valedictorian by some fracture of a point, leaving her as Salutatorian in a graduating class of five hundred and sixty-four kids. She had the second highest grade point average, but hid her brains and diligence behind a kind, modest, and earnest persona.
28: Pat and I have known each other for sixty-five years, and returning to our fiftieth high school reunion two years ago, I was struck by how comfortable we all were with each other, how easily we slipped into our old roles with each other, even though we had not seen each other or communicated in decades. I ran into two girls I had never liked and surprisingly, after a brief exchange of pleasantries, I still didn’t like. But when I was with Patty, Bev, Ann Marie and others, I discovered a marvelous thing. I was with family again. | From Barbie Kirk Wolfenden, Stow, Massachusetts, 2011, with love
29: We adore Patricia Phelps. Since moving to Morganton, N.C., several years ago, we have come to know and enjoy Pat’s company in many ways — through Grace Church, Sunday School and particularly through our Environmental Concerns Committee (now known as the Green Team). Her wisdom, insight and passion for God’s gifts to us is inspiring; her joy, compassion and concern for other people is humbling. We have enjoyed dinners, movies and outings with Pat and John very much, and are honored and pleased to call her a friend. Sherry, in particular has found a soul-mate in Pat in their early morning, any-kind-of-weather walks. Best wishes to you, Pat, on this milestone birthday. Enjoy. Enjoy. Enjoy Sherry & Gene Willard
30: " | Dearest Momma, On your 70th birthday, I hope you take a moment to celebrate all that you've done, all that you've given, and all that you are. For me, you are a daily example of the kind of woman I aim to be. love always, Melinda
31: "A Mother's love never ages." | " | Mom, When I was a kid, I solved an algebra problem wherein a son was one year older than half his mothers age, so in a sense you and I are fulfilling our destiny this year. I am so grateful that you are my mother, that you had the strength and grace and wisdom to be in the hard times, and that those gifts were no less evident when times were again brighter. Thank you for being you. Love, Mike