Visiting my aunt Lois

Trip Start Feb 03, 2008
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Aunt Lois's home

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Monday, September 1, 2008

My first Amtrak ride got me to Charlotte and my aunt Lois was waiting at the depot to pick me up. That's one of those things I missed from my parents...the natural assumption that, 'Of course, I'll come pick you up!'  I tasted it with Chris's parents and my aunt easily fell into the role with me.  I enjoyed that simple act.  And I loved that she really did not seem to mind.

I had only spent a few minutes in my aunt's presence as an adult so this really was like meeting a new relative.  She's wonderfully witty.  I recalled hours into our time together that she is a writer!  It's been awhile since she's written anything new but I have read a few of her books and enjoyed them.

We journeyed to a plantation, very South Carolina!, in the afternoon.  Not a Gone with the Wind plantation but a bit more simple...there were sheep strolling about...  This is also where I received a hilarious voice message from Jetski as the tour had rolled into Myrtle Beach HOB and he just had to share that I should've been there for the gator farm.  His exact words are 'I can't believe you weren't here for the fucking gator farm.'  Ah, shucks, miss my sarcastic, classic New Yorker! 

We have a sweet tooth in common and a familial frown.  That one that elicits from random strangers, typically men, 'hey, why don't ya smile?!'

Turns out my uncle Spencer is a contra dance caller.  And there happened to be a contra dance gathering and potluck dinner that night!  You betcha that's what I chose to do.  When in Rome...or Charlotte.  And it's an experience I would not normally have but is their world - Perfect!

The dance was at this wonderfully rustic A-frame home.  Our potluck dinner companion was a lady that obviously was not the brightest person in the room.  And she would often say something quite silly and do so very seriously, particularly about a talking cow named Betsy at the Billy Graham library that talked to you and told you Billy's childhood story.  I could not make eye contact with my aunt as I would have burst out laughing several times in the evening, including the moment the lady guessed me at 37?!?!  And, yes, I did contra dance. :)  I grabbed my uncle for the first dance.  Proceeded to get very dizzy as I was not making the appropriate amount of eye contact as is needed to avoid said dizziness!!  And no, I was not drinking. :P

My aunt and I stayed up late talking about my maternal family.  It was sad.  I already knew parts of the story but my aunt's perspective and further details were at times heart-wrenching.  For this blog, I'll close this bit by saying that I was counting my very big blessing of still having both my sister and my brother in my life.  There were multiple opportunities were this all could have changed...  Love you, Steph and Scott!

Cheers to family,
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