Today's post is
not a birthday post but is related (pun intended!) to my next birthday post scheduled for October 31.
During the summer of 2012, my siblings and I had the difficult chore of emptying our mother's home after her passing in December 2011. Our family, the original owners of the ranch home, had lived there since 1959. My mother, an only child, had inherited not only her mother's personal items but her aunt and uncle's as well. The attic, which ran the length of the house, was chock-full of "goodies."
I had finally worked my way to the section where Tante Vally (see
Vally Lichtenthal)
and Uncle Paul's boxes lay.
As I emptied the contents, I noticed two handkerchiefs, each tied in a knot.