West Bend City Administrator Jay Shambeau presented Yach with a resolution during a gathering at Cedar Ridge. Washington County Supervisor Kris Deiss also presented Yach with a framed declaration.
On a rather humorous note, Yach’s daughter Carole Ostrowski tried talking her mother into getting the most mileage out of the ‘day’ and encouraged her to hit the road and stop at Starbucks and City Hall and local restaurants announcing herself and seeing what the day would bring.
Doris must be used to that daughter as she said she was going to celebrate by getting her hair done… and that was it.
Son David Yach submitted the article below, “What I have learned from my Mother (among other things)”
I learned many things from my mother –as a young boy, a young man and as a adult with children and grandchildren of my own. Here are just a few of them.
I learned that it puts a smile on a 10-year old boy’s face if you let him ride a horse in Texas. And I sure wish I still had that cool black cowboy hat with the curled-up edges.
I learned that mothers must beam when they see their 7-year old ride in grandpa Edgar’s standard oil fuel truck.
I learned the best way to thaw out frozen hands from playing in the snow with only knitted mittens or cotton gloves is with cold water run under a faucet.
I learned that you can leave long-lasting hand prints and footprints in fresh concrete at 90th and Hadley.
I learned that cub scouts can be a lot of fun if you have a mom who is willing to put up with the chaos of being a den mother and be willing to help you turn an old 78-LP record into a super neat ash tray.
I learned that camping with the ENTIRE family must be the only way to enjoy a vacation…… as long as the tent is insufferably hot, the ham steaks are cooked on an open grill, and the duty roster with everybody’s job is typed and posted to a tent post.
I have learned that mothers had to be the most trusting souls in 1956 through 1958 to let Bob and I take the bus to County Stadium to see the Braves play baseball or to the downtown sports show at the Arena. With an extra nickel for the transfer both ways.
I learned that you have to have shoes that fit really well. Never buy cheap shoes. You ‘ll pay for it sooner rather than later.
I have learned that you can teach your children how to play sheapshead and cribbage but then after that…. they’re on their own. And no matter what your age is, winning never, never, never, gets old.
I learned the beauty of music when she played the piano.
I learned the discipline of thrift as she watched the boys count their 8th grade snow shoveling money and their paper route money and marched them to the savings and loan to deposit it all.
I learned how to “ladder CD’s” at her knee.
I have learned that whenever a house guest departs you send them on their way with a cellophane bag of cookies even when you know the cookies will be devoured before the border.
I learned that it when you are in your 80’s and as long as you are in door county it is perfectly acceptable to eat cherry pie for breakfast.
And as long as you are in Door county, a perfect day is traveling from one winery to another and sampling at each and every stop.
I have learned that no matter how far away your children and grandchildren and great grandchildren are, making things like baby blankets, stocking caps, lacey socks, afghans, Christmas tree skirts and scrubbies show them how much you care for them and love them.
First Corinthians chapter 13
For I have learned the very meaning of Love from my mother.
Love is patient. She has taught us patience.
Love is kind. She has showed us kindness.
Love is not rude
Love does not seek its own interests. She has always put others first.
Love is not quick tempered. It does not brood over injury
Love does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth.
By her actions, she has showed us how to let our own children grow roots…and wings.