You know how families all have that one relative that gets talked about for a few generations because of some great accomplishment they had obtained.
Or they had a moment of fame or fortune. The one, that the family bond rests upon because that one person unites it. The one member who puts perspective into the family genealogy.
Well, we have "Great Aunt Zora".
Great Aunt Zora was in the very first class at the University of California at Davis that women were allowed to attend. She jumped box cars in her spare time, owned a Victorian house, yet lived in her chicken coop.
She wore flannel night gowns and army boots, grew her grey hair long and never wore her false teeth. She climbed trees to get closer to God, buried her money in coffee cans and was
The thought that I'm related to Great Aunt Zora, I can't help but wonder what, if any, traits I may have inherited.
So, when I'm 90 I too want to climb trees to get closer to God in my flannel night gown and army boots, with the wind blowing in my long grey hair. But, I want to be called, "eccentric" not "crazy"!
So when the firemen come to help me out of the tree, please let them know I too went to UC Davis and I too was