Did you know my dad is a CPA? He earned his degree using the GI Bill after WWII (I hope you read my recent tribute to him) at the University of Colorado in the late 1940s. He and my mom married in 1947 and my brothers were born in 1948 and 1949.
By the time I came along in 1954 (that’s a cute story because many years later I was having dinner with my parents when I asked my dad if I had been born a boy would he have tried again? and my mother answered NO!) my brothers were old enough to know they had a “sister baby” and they were also old enough to pick on me and tease me. A lot.
My mother was a pioneer of working women. She raised 3 children and ran my dad’s accounting office with an iron hand. The partnership, known as Smith, Brooks, Bolshoun, grew to about 20 CPAs before my dad retired.
I remember a story my mom told when she was going to purchase a new “copier” for the office. I those days that means a HUGE Xerox or other type of copier (if you remember, they were the size of a room!). She had 3 or 4 companies she was considering, and one salesman sent her a dozen roses
as an incentive to buy from him. Oooh, she felt bad when she purchased the machine from another company!
My parents instilled an incredible work ethic in us. My oldest brother Sheldon is a very prominent attorney in Denver practicing with the law firm of Brian Cave where he is one of only about 600 attorneys in the country who practices ERISA.
Our brother Gary lives in Phoenix and sells advertising specialties. Gary moved to Phoenix about 29 years ago for one reason and one reason only: Lauren.
April 15th is the most important day in the life of a CPA (and his daughter). I remember as a young child going to my dad’s office to help finalize income tax returns for those latecomers who chose to wait until the last minute. I remember driving to the post office before they closed at midnight to get the postmark just in time. I remember making copies of tax returns on an Oslid copier that used ammonia, long before we had Xerox copiers or printers. I remember watching my mom type on an IBM Selectric, the one with the little ball. I remember the importance of April 15th as the day I didn’t see much of my dad, and then on April 16th he’d take me shopping for dresses (even though he usually fell asleep) and we were together to celebrate the end of tax time.
Isn’t it ironic, therefore, that Lauren, my beautiful daughter, was born on April 15th! Correctly called “Labor Day” or a “Day of Labor”, I welcomed her into the world 30 years ago today. After she was born my husband called my parents and said these famous words, “It’s a baby!”
For 30 years I have known the joy of motherhood, watching Lauren blossom into the amazing young lady she is today. She used to ask me what I wanted for my birthday or for Mother’s Day and I always said “Straight A’s”. Imagine how proud I was to get my wish her final semester of high school!
I had the honor of attending her graduation of Northern Arizona University and then when she earned her Masters from the University of Phoenix. Now, at age 30, Lauren is the Registrar at Arizona College, Phoenix, AZ. and the mother of 2-1/2 year old Harper.
Sharing these precious moments with you helps me celebrate April 15th with my parents and with Lauren. Happy Birthday, sweetheart! I love you more than life itself and I’m very proud of you.
Do you have April 15th precious moments you’d like to share? Here’s your chance!