Thursday, October 27, 2011
I have so many memories of when our family lived in Smolan. You loved to tease me about saying "more oatmeal Aunt Esther" when I stayed at your house when my sister was being born. Even though you told me not to ride my bike down the alleys filled with cockle burs, you always fixed my flat tires. One special memory was walking up the steep stairs in the church steeple to ring the Sunday morning bell. After our family moved to CA, I always enjoyed reading your letters your wrote on the old typewriter. They made me feel so connected to the family and friend we left behind. The video of your life was wonderful! I miss you.
