My Aunt Doris died on July 26th and I (well, we) would have not known if I had not got a letter in the mail with a copy of her will.\u00a0 It came as a shock; however, I haven’t really felt sadness because I barely knew her.\u00a0 My mom used to talk to her on occasion and she would ask about me.\u00a0 I remember Aunt Doris and Aunt Nora coming over from England in the early 80’s with their husbands (I do not even know their names… I think one was Uncle Dick, but I don’t know to whom he was married.)\u00a0 They were over in England, the sisters of my grandmother on my Dad’s side.\u00a0 My grandmother on my Dad’s side, I did not ever get to meet as she died in 1968 of breast cancer.\u00a0 I, of course, was not born until 1973…<\/p>\n
The most contact I had with her (or Aunt Nora) was sending them high school and college graduation invitations.\u00a0 Both of them sent me 20 British pounds for my college graduation, which I never cashed in for US dollars because I thought it was so cool to get some British pounds…<\/p>\n
I am so appreciative that I was included in the will (and I am sure that I am in the will in my dad’s place).\u00a0 It’s not so much the inheritance, but feeling included in the extended family in England.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
My Aunt Doris died on July 26th and I (well, we) would have not known if I had not got a letter in the mail with a copy of her will.\u00a0 It came as a shock; however, I haven’t really … Continue reading