Monday, April 6, 2009
My aunt from across the great water is now throwing parties in the great beyond. I never saw her that much, but there are so many wonderful memories--waiting at the Stevens Point airport for her plane to land, knowing the next week would be a whirlwind of fun with her and my cousins. She introduced me to martinis--ugh--and always had a compliment. As I grew older, we had a joke about the Badgers beating the MI teams in college football. After winning a game in which we were the underdogs, it turned rowdy and several students were injured. Aunt Mary called me to make sure I was okay. She started crying when I answered. She thought I was at the game and would be trampled. She was generous, spirited, and witty. They don't make them like her anymore. She will be missed.
