Fire at Uncle Harold's Cottage from one of our Past Reunions.
I especially remember Aunt Phyllis as ENERGY. She filled up the space she was in with energy that made everything around her suddenly light up and come ALIVE. I best remember her looking like she does in the picture with her sisters and mother, laughing and throwing out all kinds of uproarious comments. Wish I could sit and listen to her now. Thanks, Dawn!
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