Tuesday, June 11, 2024
I have so many fond childhood memories of my Aunt Rose. The many Christmas Eve dinners, the pool days, our ‘talks’, with her talking to me from her side window while I visited my friend next door. I would be in wohlfeils’ yard, and i would hear, ‘hi Connie’, and there’s Aunt Rose calling me from her window. Such sweet, silly little things that i fondly remember. Thank you for making me feel special on those days Aunt Rose. RIP lovely lady. Your wings are beautiful.
