She was late to everything. Hours into a birthday party or wedding or holiday gathering I'd still be looking around, anticipating her arrival. When she finally made an appearance I'd catch her eyes from across the room and, simultaneously, we'd let out a big "EEEEEEWWWWWWWW!!!!". Then she'd tell me, "get the hell over here and give me a hug you little brat!". That was my Auntie Ewwy. And for the remainder of whichever family shin-dig we happened to be at that day, I would gravitate towards her. It was my favorite thing in the world to hang around and bug her. She was the sassiest lady I've ever known. So spirited, so upbeat. Just about everything she said made me laugh. I will hold her close to my heart forever.
Auntie with one of her 5 grandsons, Christian.
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