My parents are very talented, special people, from whom I have inherited only a fraction of their abilities. My mother is a uniquely accomplished woman. She has raised six children from three marriages. She has traveled the world. She has done more to quietly help her community than anyone I personally know, and she is the embodiment of Matthew 6.1:
Therefore when thou doest thine alms, do not sound a trumpet before thee, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may have glory of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward.
But when thou doest alms, let not thy left hand know what thy right hand doeth:
That thine alms may be in secret: and thy Father which seeth in secret himself shall reward thee openly.
She was rewarded yesterday by Indianapolis' Marian College with the degree of Master of Humane Letters, making her an honorary Ph.D. Which, of course, now makes her Doctor Mom. The commencement program read:
Norma Winkler is a community leader who has a long history of helping Marian College. Following the death of her husband, Elmer, who was president of Rock Island Refining Corporation and a Marian College trustee, she established the Elmer L. Winkler Scholarship Fund. She and her stepson, Michael, were instrumental in starting the first Indiana State Fair train. She has also been active in the Catholic Church and served on the boards of Brebeuf Jesuit Preparatory School, St. Mary’s Child Center, and St. Luke Parish Council. She is a member of the Heartland Film Festival board of directors.
I don't know who wrote that blurb, but it barely scratches the surface. She does not sound her own trumpet.
Showing her further Knowledge of All Things, she even picked the winner of the Kentucky Derby.
It was a great day yesterday. For the first time in seven years, our entire family was reunited for the occasion.