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A Tribute to My Mother

By Patricia Partney Dascher

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A Tribute to My Mother

I believe that of all the people in the world that we have unrealistic, high expectations for, it is our mothers. They are to love unconditionally forgive quickly without our acknowledgement of our offenses, be available when we need them, be strong, know just the right words to say or not say in each situation, be silent unless advice is requested, let us go to do our own thing, but be available when we fall. They are supposed to look good, feel good and act good all the time.

Mothers are Human

The problem is, moms are human. They aren’t always strong, wise and perfect. Some of our moms have handicaps we can’t see. My mother grew up during the depression in an orphanage. She might have been adopted, but her father’s deathbed wish was not to separate the three children. This prevented all of them from being adopted, even though they were each very intelligent, gifted, artistic children.

So without a mother to nurture and care for her, she had no role model to show her the way. She had five baby boomers who came along after the war.   Life was not easy for my dad who came home from the service a young man with a family he didn’t know how to support. I remember my mom on her hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor in her jeans. I remember the old wringer washer that she used every day.

Another Baby

When I was nine I can remember a neighbor girl telling everyone that my mother was going to have a baby. “Nicki, if you lie to one more person like that, I am going to tell your mom what you are doing. It’s not right to tell the whole neighborhood that my mother is going to have a baby.”

When I got home that day I told my mother, “Nicki has been telling the whole neighborhood that you are going to have a baby. I told her to quit lying or I would tell her mother.”

“Bob,” my mother said to my dad. “I think we need to tell the children.”

A few weeks later my brother Randy was born and I fell head over heels in love for the first time.

Family Secrets

In our family, we didn’t talk about sex or pregnancy. I didn’t know where babies came from until I was thirteen.

My mom wanted a career. She wanted to paint. She had hopes and dreams that could never be fulfilled because she had five kids. Whenever she had money, it was spent on the kids. All of us learned to cook and clean at an early age. There isn’t one of us that doesn’t have a strong work ethic because it took all of us to make a family work.

My dad was a fireman retiring from the Kansas City fire department. Two of my brothers became firemen and Randy became an expert carpenter. Randy didn’t like books. Neither did I until I learned to read at the age of 23. But Randy loved shop class. Today he has built five homes doing all the architecture and design himself.

My mother was an artist who didn’t have time to paint until all her children were grown. After mom became legally blind with macular degeneration she began painting. We were all shocked at her beautiful paintings. It was like Beethoven writing a symphony when he could not hear. After I was diagnosed with Macular Degeneration mom came to my home and said, “You are not going to wait until you’re blind to start painting. You are going to start right now and I am going to help you.” I still can’t paint as good as my mother, but I have surprised myself at having a talent I would never have discovered had it not been for my mother.

A Special Gift

When my dad’s mother, Grandmother Mary died, I found a drawer full of quilt pieces that her employees from her sewing factory had embroidered for her.   I told my mother that I wished I knew how to quilt. I would put all the pieces together in loving memory of gramma Mary. On my birthday a few years later I was shocked when I opened mom’s present, a quilt of all gramma’s quilt pieces.   She had taken a quilting class to make that for me.

When I was 16 I got pregnant. I was a junior in high school. One of my mom’s life dreams was to finish high school. I told her I would go to night school if she would go with me. I went in to take the finals with my three-day old baby daughter, Kim. The teacher said, “You don’t need to take the test. Anyone as dedicated to graduating as you, has already passed.” It was a good thing because I most likely would have flunked because of my low reading level. My mom and I graduated from High School together.

My parents aren’t perfect, but they have always been there for all their children and grandchildren. I had some hurts from my childhood, but have come to realize we all make mistakes and my mother spent a lifetime trying to make up for her mistakes. We are Partneys and we stick together and love each other no matter what.

Saying Goodbye to My Mother

Mom, I didn’t get to say goodbye and I don’t know if I ever even said, “Thank You.”

Mom died in October of 2011.   After mom died I kept praying, “God, is my mom in heaven? Is she alright?”   As I sat down to rest one afternoon I saw a vision of my mother standing between her mother and father. She was joyously happy. The tears of her childhood were healed. “Every tear shall be wiped from their eyes.

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Dick and Sherley Bott – The Humble Beginnings of Bott Radio Network

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Dick and Sherley BottDick Bott has been behind a microphone since he was a boy singing for Child Evangelism in churches throughout Minneapolis, Minnesota.  His career in sales began at the age of nine when he sold apples out of a wagon to the neighbors.  “We had three apple trees in the back yard and my mom let me have all the ones that fell on the ground.  I earned ten cents a bag and usually sold three bags a day.  When I needed money I always found a way to earn it.” Bott said.  As a boy he ordered items out of the Spore Catalog at discount rates and sold them door to door.  He later worked as a Bell Hop at the Curtis Hotel in Minneapolis, Minnesota.   “I hid my tips in a little box in the basement of the hotel so I won’t spend them. Then when I wanted to take Sherley out I had the money.”

 His career in radio began after marrying his lovely wife Sherley Patterson at the age of nineteen.  Her father owned a Radio Station in San Francisco that aired shows for China Town, the Black, Italian, Hispanic and Greek communities. Bott was hired to sell advertising for 20% commission plus room and board at his in-laws home. He made friends with ethnic groups throughout San Francisco as well as the national and local advertisers.

 After becoming successful at selling advertising for his father-in-law’s radio station, Bott told Sherley he wanted to buy his own station.  They sold their home to buy a station and moved back in with Sherley’s parents where she had their third child. Friends wondered how they could give up their home and furniture. “When the vision is big, the sacrifice seems small,” said Bott. They bought a station in Salinas/Monterey, California putting $5000 down and taking on three mortgages. He hired an announcer who played Big Band music, mixed with the weather and a little news. “I already had the contacts so selling ads were not difficult,” Bott recalls. “We never missed a payment and were able to pay off the loan on the station in 3 1/2 years.” After the station was paid for, Bott began to think there had to be a greater purpose for his life. He wanted to make a difference. “The radio station we were running was profitable, but it wasn’t satisfying. It wasn’t making a difference in the lives of people. I told Sherley that I wanted to have a Christian radio station.”

     There were stations for the Black, Hispanic, Chinese and Italian communities. Why not have a radio station for the Christian community? In the 50’s and early 60’s there were a few Christian radio stations, but none that were fully commercial and offered only Christian programming. “Whatever we do,” Bott told his wife Shirley, “the programs on our station must be totally trustworthy and have financial integrity.”    

After they sold the station in Salinas/Montere, California at a good profit, Bott looked for a market that had at least a million people to start a Christian station.  There had to be a million people to make it worthwhile with at least 50,000 listeners.  He wasn’t concerned where it was as long as there was a market of a million people. A Country/Western station was for sale in Independence, MO which covered the whole Kansas City metropolitan area.  The owner had died and Bott purchased it from the estate.  The station was at the Blue Ridge Mall so the family stayed at the U-smile Inn on 40 Highway until they could find a home to rent that would take four children.  

   Bott hired Bill Freeman as the announcer and on November 12, 1962 there was one minute of silence.  Then Bill Freeman announced, “Ladies and Gentlemen, this is KCCV 1510, Kansas City’s Christian Voice.” The Billy Graham Crusade Choir sang, “Oh For A Thousand Tongues to Sing.” Then the song, “We Have a Story to Tell to the Nations,” was played.  Tears welled up in Dick Bott’s eyes as he recalled that miraculous day in 1962 when Bott Radio Network first began.

     Today Dick Bott, with his son Rich Bott, II along with all the BOTT staff are fulfilling the great commission by doing what Jesus said, “Go and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” Matthew 28:16

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We are Richard and Patrica Dascher. We started Soul Magazine to share God’s Word with You. 

We started out just serving the Lake of the Ozarks in Missouri but we are now happy to bring you our Online Version on Soul Magazine.

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