I have few remaining aunts. One of them was Aunt Vi but she passed away this week.
When I was little, I was afraid of her. She would yell at me for picking on my fingers! I don't think she liked my mom when she was younger, but as she aged, she mellowed out.
Her husband (my uncle and Mom's brother) inherited a cheese factory or got helped out by my Grandpa. He was a great cheese maker but not good at the books. Aunt Vi was smart and did the books. She was a school teacher for over 45 years! She also made many wise investments, had no children, so we became the recipients of her generosity when she reached her 90's. She was 97 when she died.
Yesterday was the funeral. It was small...some friends and remaining family. My Mom was fortunate enough to be able to attend with us. It was nice for her as she got to see an old friend! It was good to visit with some of our other cousins (those who made it through the snow and cold).
I learned some things about Mom. She doesn't want to be shown and she wants "Amazing Grace." I think she enjoyed the effort and making it out to the service and dinner.