For the last 15 years I have had old folks to take care of and look after in my life. Yesterday I discovered that my aunt had died since the last time I had seen her.
How do I memorialize Haroldine June Haynie? In the last 15 years I watched her memory go completely away. She hung on and clung to some, but most was suspect at best. At least 4 times I took her to Walgrens and she told me it was the first time she had been in the store.
She was 91 years old, and got her final wish in life. She died at home, in her bed.
At some point, she was nasty to everyone she knew, me included. But, you see, I remember her as kind and caring. She was that, once.
She had seen so much in her life. She was in second grade when all the students in the little school she went to were rushed outside to see an Aeroplane flying by. She flew on one to Australia.
She and her husband took my Grandfather and Grandmother to visit the old ancestral home in Virginia. (My Grandfather was born in Kansas after they had been gone a few years) They ended up doing a 10 month tour of the US.
Born in Pendelton, Oregon on June 18, 1923. The eldest of 8 of which 3 are still living.
She was waiting tables at a local restaurant on December 7, 1941. She had just heard of the attack before she went to work, and turned the radio on for the customers in the restaurant. One of the memories that she kept was visiting the Pearl Harbor Memorial.
Her first boyfriend was a guy named Rex Manchester. He rode an Indian Motorcycle and died in a Hydroplane crash years later. That was one of the memories she didn’t keep (but my Mother did).
She smoked for 75 years, and was annoyingly proud of the fact.
She was the local campaign manager for the John F Kennedy campaign for president. She has a signed photo of JFK with her youngest daughter.
This comes out as a list of what she did. She was much more than that.
She never owned a cellular phone.
I’m going to miss her.
I’m just sayin’