My Aunt. She is who I named my daughter after. SHe took care of her kids, survived breast cancer, and nic nmaed me love bug. She made the most awesome orange glazed pork chop on the barbeque. I have never had another pork chop like that since. She past from a heart attack during my stay with her over the summer when I was 11.
If I were to follow anyonje blindly it would have been her.
She went to church and I got to lay out cookies and lemon aid with my cousins. She sent me to a summer church school and I liked it.
She looked like Annette Funicello. I was taller than her by the time I was 11.
And I used to pick apples from her crab apple tree in the front yard.
We used to put laundry on the clothes line in the back yard.
All this was fun to me, she was a good person.
at 12:36 AM on Dec. 27, 2010