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I have a lot of fond memories of going to Aunt Mary's house. She lived "around the corner" from me and I was always getting in trouble for going there. She would always tell my momma "let her stay, she isn't doing anything wrong." We always had fun when she came to Florida so she could go to the Flea Markets. We would hide whatever she got from Uncle Harold, usually in another bag she had already put in the bedroom. He always found it because she told on herself! Uncle Harold would say,...
Missy Bowden
January 01, 2010 | Tampa, FL


