I have no recollection of two of my aunts.
Aunt Eleanor died in 1956 when I was four years old.
Aunt Mary moved to Corpus Christi, Texas, so Texas and Maine’s geographical distance explains why I never knew or met her. Jeff suggested, and Nancy confirmed this. Jeff did get to meet Aunt Mary.
I view not knowing Aunt Mary as a casualty of our family’s Navy lifestyle. Yes, we benefited by living in Guam, Japan, and the Philippines. Exposure to foreign countries and diverse peoples is a gift. At the same time, I have more than once expressed a desire to have lived life in a small town: Lisbon Falls, or York, Maine, to be precise.
