My Aunt Rosemary passed away on Monday night, at the venerable age of 90. She was only a week from her 91st birthday when she passed. She’d been doing poorly for the last couple months, with a bout of pneumonia followed by some other medical problems and a hospital stay last month.
She was a wonderful, sweet woman. And I mean that literally; I’ve never known anyone so addicted to candy as Aunt Rosemary. How she could eat all those peeps is beyond me. She made delicious cookies for her husband, Uncle Charlie, that I used to eat when I stayed over at their place in St. Louis Hills. Those were happy memories of my childhood.
I love you Aunt Rosemary, take care and rest in peace.