I have such fond memories of spending weekends with Aunt Marie. It was a warm and loving refuge.
Spending Friday evenings eating popcorn and watching The Love Boat and Fantasy Island.
Staying awake all night to get the bedroom walls ready to be re-painted by picking the old paint off with razors.Why did we do that?
Because of Aunt Marie I became a life long tea drinker.
Love you dearly, Kathy