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I have such fond memories of Big Aunt Ardyth. I call her big, not for her size but because I have a "little aunt ardyth", my Dad's sister, and then "Big" Aunt Ardyth, my Grandmothers sister. I remember spending time in her apartment where she would tell me about the time she could see a crime being committed from her window down on the street. She took us for a walk to see fountains. I must have been 10 or 11 at the time. I also remember spending Christmas season with her about 8 or 9 years...
Colin Pettibone
February 03, 2005 | Presently, Iraq