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I went to my cousin's funeral today. It was a beautiful day and a pleasant drive through northwestern Delaware and southeastern Pennsylvania. The service was at the little Methodist Church in the town of Landenberg. My grandmother lived there as a child and two of her sisters married local boys. Grandmom's family moved to suburban Philadelphia but Aunt Fannie stayed in Landenberg. Aunt Hester was there for a while but also moved to the Philadelphia area, later. Aunt Fannie's husband was a farmer. Every Memorial Day, July 4th, and Labor Day she would invite all her brothers and sisters and their families for a picnic at the farm. It was like having 3 family reunions each summer. She had a large farm house that was 3 stories. There were many rooms and some of the family would stay for the weekend. I had the opportunity to stay one summer when I was 8 years old. My older brother would go and stay every summer to help with the farm work. I wanted to do that too but I was a skinny little runt of a kid and the cows were big. I was afraid of them. It wasn't like the family reunions when all the cousins were there. I was the only kid and had no one to play with. Aunt Fannie called Lorraine to come over and play with me. We took a walk to the spring where ice cold water came flowing out of a fountain. When we got back, it was time to collect the eggs. It was an easy job for me but some of the hens wouldn't get off the nest. I was afraid of the but Lorraine, grabbed the hens and pulled them off so I could get the eggs. Five years later, Lorraine married my mother's cousin, John. I told this story at Lorraine's funeral today. Lorraine's family thanked me for sharing with them. Her children had no idea I knew Lorraine way back then.
News from the Vorlon Wife.
Posted by tedkarol at May 10, 2011 10:15 PM