Wednesday, March 17, 2021
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I will never forget Aunt Hilda. When I saw this I cried - so many memories came rushing back. I spent many days at her house in Mt. Oliver during summers when I was younger. Some of my fondest memories are climbing the cherry tree and coming down with milk cartons full of cherries - eating so many that my stomach hurt, watching my dad and uncle working on the other house, and also putting together a train set for my cousin Larry for Christmas.
I don't remember this but I was told that she took care of me for a while when I was really little and my parents were sick. My heart really goes out to everyone there.
If Larry (now George) or anyone else reads this and wants to contact me, get my information from Patty or just look me up on the internet (Carl or Mary Heinzl). I'm also on LinkedIn (linkedin.com).