Wednesday, March 13, 2019
My memories of my Aunt Bette go back very far and are very fond. As children, my brothers and I always looked forward to unwrapping the Christmas gifts she sent as much to see the boxes they came in as the gifts themselves. Aunt Bette would never use a gift box from Eaton's if a cornflakes box would do! She was ahead of her time in recycling. Aunt Bette, with Uncle Lawrence, were the all-important link between my brothers and me and our late mother's family. They welcomed us, our spouses and our children again and again to their home. She overcame her fear of flying to attend all of our weddings. I loved listening to her stories and jokes, I loved her appreciation of pretty things, I loved reading her annual Christmas letter, I loved hearing and repeating stories of her shuffleboard prowess, I loved her puffed wheat cake and I just plain loved her. I am grateful that she was a part of my life. With sympathy, Jan
