My Aunt Inez

I do not have a picture of my Aunt Inez so I will post a picture of my Daddy instead.

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Next to her children, I believe Inez loved her little brother more than anyone. She was two years older than Daddy and grew up feeling responsible for him. Daddy was not judgmental and did not offer criticism. He was a good listener.

I do not want to leave the impression I did not love my Aunt Inez. Despite the fact she would not give me the Kaopectate I did not want to take anyway, I did love her. We became especially close after Daddy died and as her health began to fail. As we share the same birth stone, she gave me a pair of emerald and diamond earrings before she passed away. I promised I would save them for when her grandson Zac has a daughter.

Now....back to my Daddy. See how pretty his smile is.  My teeth look like Daddy's do in the top picture. His teeth in the next picture are his store bought teeth.

After he and Mama separated, I cleaned the house for Daddy one day. He was an extraordinarily neat person but had a bad habit of stuffing tissues and paper towels down into the cushions of his chair. I threw away a ton of just old papers. I had finished when he sat down in his chair, searched through the chair cushions, and asked, "What happened to my teeth?" He had wrapped his teeth in a paper towel and left them in the chair. Luckily I had not taken out the trash.