Anita Mcburnett - Arab, Ak - Niece
Much love to the Aunt who always called me Edie (I have no idea why). She had a way of saying HUMMPH and wrinkling her nose like no one else and then folding those arms and giving "the look" followed by a sheepish smurk or a faint smile when she was pokeing fun. I recall the rides in the Tempest stuck between my Mother and Aunt Mary and remembering I couldn't breath...and Aunt Mary threatening to throw me out the window if I didn't stay still...I think she might have too!
Many memories of her, mama and daddy and Uncle Wallace..
I'll miss you.
Edie...