Yes, all of my aunts are dead, but my favorite was my Mom's middle sister. She was a beautiful, classic Southern lady, wonderful wife and mother. We took care of my Mom's other sister the last years of her life, and we loved her, too.
Glad and Phil had good senses of humour. Mabel used to talk a lot, friendly.
Agnes was a no nonsense lady, no sense of humour. Something from Edwardian England, even though she was not. So, so old fashioned. Concerned about my mother though, asked me if she had her winter vest on. There is no answer to that. 🙂
She was my dad's sister-in-law. Life threw her some hard knocks and she was quite bitter but she kept her sense of humour and she was always so sweet to me.
No longer because all mr oplder relations have died, but I did have an aunt who had a wonderful, wry sense of humour including several strange catch-phrases that were a sort of family in-joke.
@peterlee My mother had one sister (Juliette) and eight brothers. Pop had only brothers. So my other aunts were by marriage. I did also have a great aunt, my maternal grandfather’s sister, who was in my life until I was about 17. She was amazing.
You always think your grandparents were always old, never young and having sex. My great grandmother had twelve children, starting at eighteen and finishing at forty two. She died at forty four leaving my grandmother to look after the younger ones as her own. She also had her first child at eighteen.
So I had numerous great aunts and uncles.
The oddest one was great aunt Nellie, who regarded my mother as her younger sister, aunt Agnes, disliked her, because great aunt Nellie was younger than her, not her sister, but her aunt! If you can understand that you are better than me, I never could. Yet I knew them both well.
