Aunt Lizaboo

Elizabeth, Melvin, Darlene, Virginia, Cynthia & Dwight Hurst.

Aunt Liz being sassy.  She was always a hot chick and believe me when I tell you that she had a fan club from childhood on.

It seems that this summer could hardly get any worse, but sadly it has. So, here I am now to memorialize my fabulous Aunt Elizabeth who died yesterday of complications from diabetes. She was my dad's sister and best friend.  He called her Eli and she called him Dwightus.  He would do just about anything for her and I know why.  She was full of fun and spunk and she was the glue that held our family together after my grandma died.  She was in charge of all family reunions and get togethers.  She made it to almost all baptisms, weddings, graduations, etc.  She even went to my kids' games when she was in town.  She made the best raisin filled cookies, dutch oven potatoes, divinity and homemade rootbeer in the world And whenever you came to visit, she would insist on treating you like royalty even when you would assure her that you did not actually need a five course meal.  When my dad died, Aunt Liz made him a personalized floral arrangement complete with raisin filled cookies, a photograph of them together when they were younger, a letter written especially for him and an excellent Rook hand.  It was absolutely perfect. We treasured that arrangement.  Aunt Liz was the first person to head over to Stephanie's house after she died to comfort Aunt Sandra and give her support.  She was the one who sent the flowers.  For that matter, she was always the one to send the flowers on our family's behalf.  She was the one whose house we stayed at on our way to Stephanie's funeral.  My kids called her Aunt Lizaboo and loved her to death.  They felt as comfortable at her house as they do at Grandma's.  They even knew that they could talk her into making them macaroni and cheese even after she had slaved all day to prepare a huge Thanksgiving dinner for the entire family and they hadn't eaten enough to make them full.  That was just Aunt Liz.  She was the light of our family and I don't know how we are going to get along without her.  At least I get some small comfort in knowing that she and big Dwight are back in business after three years. I suspect that was a glorious reunion. Let's just hope Grandma can keep those two reprobates under control. 

You see what she will have to deal with. :)