Gerald A. Christopherson

Dear Aunt Freda and Family,

I remember when we were children and every December for the Holidays we would go to Aunt Betty and Uncle Nick's house. There we would find Great Pa, with a spitoon next to his chair, and Great Ma in the kitchen with all of our Great Aunts. Somewhere about the house would be my Grandpa, Bill, with his brothers. I can picture that is where Uncle Jiggs is now, sitting around shooting the breeze with his brothers. With Sympathy, Susan and Stephen Kane