Benita Jane (McCormick) Olson (1927 – 2011)
|Jane McCormick, Chicago, Illinois,
Of all their accomplishments, none brought greater joy to my great uncle and great aunt, Phillip and Benita (McGinnis) McCormick, than their two adopted children, Phillip Eugene and Benita Jane, known as Bud and Jane.
At Jane’s funeral in 2011, her daughter, Suzanne, shared this poem from her mother’s leather scrapbook. Jane had penned it at the tender age of 16. The Chicago Tribune had published it, no doubt making Jane’s own creative mother, Benita, quite proud.
Wistful and wise, the poem is subtly humorous and self-effacing, so characteristic of Jane’s personality. It reminds me of one of her favorite childhood authors, A.A Milne, who wrote the Winnie-the-Pooh books.
We’re young for such a little while.
Copyright © 2015 Linda Huesca Tully