A holiday lesson: One young N.J. athlete's devotion to his sick mother
A holiday lesson: One young N.J. athlete's devotion to his sick mother
Hungry and alone, Vaida Jefferson lies in a cold, dark apartment, waiting for her son to come home.
She has barely moved in 11 hours. A rumpled purple comforter covers her frail, 100-pound body. Her rail-thin legs are folded and bunched toward her chest, stiff and stubborn.
The television, as it does so often, marks her countdown on this late October day.
"The Queen Latifah Show" in the morning.
The news at noon.
"Judge Alex" between 1 and 2.
And then, "Everybody Loves Raymond" reruns.
At times, she stares out her second-floor window, gazing at the mountains stretching from Passaic County toward western Jersey. But now they have been swallowed by darkness, so Vaida knows her boy will be home soon.
At 6:43 p.m., she hears a key slide into the front door. A small smile crosses her face.
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What a great son!
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