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"Uncle" Matt, and "Aunt" Velma, as my brothers and I referred to them, were our neighbors in Maryland since I was born. We did not have relatives living close by, so I guess we sort of "adopted" each other. I remember many a time walking the little wooded path between our homes to sit in their kitchen to talk and get a snack. As we got older, we would house sit and take care of Tippy and Mittens for them. We loved them and were so sad when they retired to Florida, yet they always...
Kristen Cresswell-Isberg
January 23, 2014 | IL