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15 August 2004

Heather: What do you remember about the three of us?

Audrey: You were all about the same height. Crystal would pull you two along and do crazy things. Aunt Jeannie was like a mother to me. I would wheel Deardra over in Aunt Jeannie’s yard in that basket carriage with the top that goes back and forth. Aunt Jeannie would watch Deardra while she slept. Aunt Jeannie loved children. She helped me with Deardra and Vaughn. (They were the last two born and the only two born when we lived on East Greenwich Avenue, next to Aunt Jeannie.) Since Aunt Di didn’t like children, Aunt Jeannie kept Di away from the kids.

Doug, he was always reading and Spen, he was always on a horse, saddle or no. He didn’t have time to read.

Dawn, she was putting on shows for Aunt Jeannie and Dick. She would dance like she saw on TV.

Heather, you were always quiet. Always kind of fat, until you started to walk and on the go and didn’t have time to put on weight.

When you were all kids, I’d go back to that in a minute. To have you all screaming, no you kids didn’t do too much hollering. I enjoyed it when you were all kids.

 

18 September 2004

Heather: Yes, it must be mind-boggling for you who was born on the farm in the horse and buggy days to now be in an age of computers, phones, airplanes and so much more.

I like all the inventions. (Referring to all the telecommunications invented since she was a child on the farm.)

I got my books and a nice warm place.

George, he’s nice.  I’m glad Dawn likes him.

Oh, I’m looking at a bird.  He is brown and yellow and tiny. (This bird) Yellow head and brown body.  He looks good. Very little. About like a hummingbird.  He is still there. Eating from bag of birdseed. He’s got a yellow head.

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