Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Aunt Polly was more of a Mom to me than an Aunt. She took care of me when my mom worked. Aunt Polly was the one who took me to get my drivers license. She had me drive to get my test for more experience and I was so nervous that I ran the stop sign
going to the branch. After I got my licenses we laughed all the way home and she never did let me forget it. This is just one of the many things we did. I love her and miss her so very much.
