A Truly Inspiring Mom

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Norma Anne Amato Green Beasley Washington – MOM

Hi there! Well I finally figured out how to get a more recent picture of my mom into one of my posts. Here she is dressed up for my niece’s black and white themed wedding. Knowing mom if she were still here she would probably laugh at me for taking so long. Mom died in 2010 but she made it to age 87. She is still an inspiration for me because before mom got sick this last time, she was an eight year breast cancer survivor.  After the eight years, in 2007 she went into her first hospice  after having an embolism, we were told that she would not survive if we took her off oxygen and that she would die either way.  She survived. She told the hospice nurse that she had to go to the Laguna Hills Art Festival, and she went. I won’t go into her early health issues. Just know she was a survivor. This last illness was just too much but mom never complained. She did her crosswords and watched Jeopardy till the end. Mom had a full life.

In about 1998, mom was at the Central Library in downtown Los Angeles and she was looking at a book titled “Blacks in Blackface” by Henry T. Sampson, and she found a picture of my father, Eddie Green, standing on a stage in front of a microphone with the cast members of the Amos n Andy radio program from about 1946. She made a copy of the photo and brought it to me. Mom had lost most of her mementos from her life with Eddie in a fire back in the early 1970s, so she was happy to find the photo. This was the first picture that began my search for more information about my father’s show business career. This weekend I will be sending the manuscript with photos to my publisher for them to edit.

Finding info and more photos of Eddie and also finding photos and finding additional info about mom that I was unaware of, has helped fill the void that was left when she died. It is what I would call a true blessing.


Thanks very much, for stopping by.


Learning to Honor and Share In Life’s Truths


Grief is a normal and natural response to loss. It is originally an unlearned feeling process. Keeping grief inside increases your pain.

A friend of mine passed away recently and I will be attending his funeral in a few days.  Not something I want to do.  When I received the text that he had passed, my first reaction was to look out the window at the sky, as if I thought that, that is where he is now, somewhere “up” there with his Creator.   Later, when I received the information about his funeral, I thought going would only make me really sad.  But now I think that maybe I don’t want to go to the funeral because that would make his death really real.  If I believe he has gone back to his Creator I could use my belief to sooth my soul.  Death is, I believe, Life’s Ultimate Truth.  I will attend the funeral and share this loss that his family and other friends are also experiencing.  Especially his family.