Monday, January 2, 2012
my great aunt visits
My Great Aunt ____ (my mother's mother's older sister) used to visit us without warning. She lived in New London Connecticut and we lived in Charlottesville VA. This must be about 10 hours by car. She would call from the train station on a Saturday afternoon and tell us to come pick her up. One time we weren't home when she called, so she took a taxi to our house. We came home from shopping or something like that, and met the taxi leaving. We talked about how odd it was to see a taxi on our road. Only 4 families lived on it at that time, and none of us got many visitors. Most of the people who came down our road, other than those of us who lived there, were couples who wanted to neck in their cars at the circle a few 100 yards past our house. Even the mail carrier didn't come down; the mail boxes were at the outer end of the road. Anyway, when we got home, there was Aunt ____ on the porch. "What if we were away for the weekend?" Mom asked. "I would just have gone back." This would have been after a quarter-mile walk to the nearest house; no cell phones in the 60s. Mom always told her that she should call in advance to make sure we'd be home, but she never did. And I don't think she ever came when we were out of town. She probably visited us less than once a year. I remember one time we took her out to the swimming pool near Ivy. She didn't swim, just sat at the picnic table wearing dark glasses, reading and talking. She probably weighed less than 90 pounds. She'd always help clean up in the kitchen after meals. Mom hated it, because Aunt ____ put things in the wrong places. But after we grew up, Mom did the same thing.
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