Genevieve (I knew her only as Aunt Jenny) was my mother's aunt, the only sister of my Mamaw, Mary Elizabeth Cassidy Sandifer. Elizabeth and Genevieve's mother died when they were not much more than babies, and they were reared by their grandparents.
She married Harold Harvey, her handsome soldier, during World War II. Afterwards they settled down in a little house on Beechwood Drive in Baton Rouge. It was the only house I ever knew them to live in.
Aunt Jenny sold Luzier Cosmetics and I used to love going into their tiny bathroom and opening her bottles to smell all the "lady" stuff.
Her kitchen was also incredibly small -- barely big enough for a table and chairs, and room to walk around it -- but inside the icebox were always frosty bottles of soda pop. You were invited to make your selection and then sit at the table or in the living room, listening to the grown-ups talk as they sipped cups of strong Community coffee.
Aunt Jenny and Uncle Harold had one daughter: my mother's cousin, Darlene. Darlene was a sweetheart. Her parents adored her and later, when she married and had children, they were doting grandparents.
In her later years as a widow, Aunt Jenny ate lunch every day at the Piccadilly Cafeteria in Baton Rouge. She was very small and didn't eat much (plus there wasn't much money) so she always got a child's plate. The workers behind the counter all knew and loved "Miz Harvey."
Most of all Aunt Jenny loved the Lord Jesus Christ and sought to serve Him with her life. She went joyously to Him on a hot summer evening while sitting in her chair watching the news, a can of Coke in her hand.
The next day her neighbor checked on her because he hadn't seen her come out on the porch to get her paper. She is gone from our sight but her spirit lives forever.
In addition to her parents, her grandparents, and her husband, Harold, Genevieve was preceded in death by her only sister, Elizabeth Sandifer; brother-in-law, Dorsey Sandifer; and step-granddaughter, Terri Kemp.
I miss Aunt Jenny but I know she's in heaven and I'll see her again someday.
Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift. (2 Corinthians 9:15)
~AngelSeeker
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MANY THANKS TO NW MOUNTAIN MAN FOR THE TRANSFER OF UNCLE HAROLD AND AUNT JENNY INTO MY CARE.
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EXTRA-SPECIAL ANGEL-KISSED THANKS TO GLENDA EMERSON FOR SPONSORING UNCLE HAROLD AND AUNT JENNY.
THEY WOULD HAVE LOVED YOU! AND THEY WOULD HAVE FED YOU.
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She married Harold Harvey, her handsome soldier, during World War II. Afterwards they settled down in a little house on Beechwood Drive in Baton Rouge. It was the only house I ever knew them to live in.
Aunt Jenny sold Luzier Cosmetics and I used to love going into their tiny bathroom and opening her bottles to smell all the "lady" stuff.
Her kitchen was also incredibly small -- barely big enough for a table and chairs, and room to walk around it -- but inside the icebox were always frosty bottles of soda pop. You were invited to make your selection and then sit at the table or in the living room, listening to the grown-ups talk as they sipped cups of strong Community coffee.
Aunt Jenny and Uncle Harold had one daughter: my mother's cousin, Darlene. Darlene was a sweetheart. Her parents adored her and later, when she married and had children, they were doting grandparents.
In her later years as a widow, Aunt Jenny ate lunch every day at the Piccadilly Cafeteria in Baton Rouge. She was very small and didn't eat much (plus there wasn't much money) so she always got a child's plate. The workers behind the counter all knew and loved "Miz Harvey."
Most of all Aunt Jenny loved the Lord Jesus Christ and sought to serve Him with her life. She went joyously to Him on a hot summer evening while sitting in her chair watching the news, a can of Coke in her hand.
The next day her neighbor checked on her because he hadn't seen her come out on the porch to get her paper. She is gone from our sight but her spirit lives forever.
In addition to her parents, her grandparents, and her husband, Harold, Genevieve was preceded in death by her only sister, Elizabeth Sandifer; brother-in-law, Dorsey Sandifer; and step-granddaughter, Terri Kemp.
I miss Aunt Jenny but I know she's in heaven and I'll see her again someday.
Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift. (2 Corinthians 9:15)
~AngelSeeker
~*~
MANY THANKS TO NW MOUNTAIN MAN FOR THE TRANSFER OF UNCLE HAROLD AND AUNT JENNY INTO MY CARE.
~*~
EXTRA-SPECIAL ANGEL-KISSED THANKS TO GLENDA EMERSON FOR SPONSORING UNCLE HAROLD AND AUNT JENNY.
THEY WOULD HAVE LOVED YOU! AND THEY WOULD HAVE FED YOU.
~*~
Genevieve (I knew her only as Aunt Jenny) was my mother's aunt, the only sister of my Mamaw, Mary Elizabeth Cassidy Sandifer. Elizabeth and Genevieve's mother died when they were not much more than babies, and they were reared by their grandparents.
She married Harold Harvey, her handsome soldier, during World War II. Afterwards they settled down in a little house on Beechwood Drive in Baton Rouge. It was the only house I ever knew them to live in.
Aunt Jenny sold Luzier Cosmetics and I used to love going into their tiny bathroom and opening her bottles to smell all the "lady" stuff.
Her kitchen was also incredibly small -- barely big enough for a table and chairs, and room to walk around it -- but inside the icebox were always frosty bottles of soda pop. You were invited to make your selection and then sit at the table or in the living room, listening to the grown-ups talk as they sipped cups of strong Community coffee.
Aunt Jenny and Uncle Harold had one daughter: my mother's cousin, Darlene. Darlene was a sweetheart. Her parents adored her and later, when she married and had children, they were doting grandparents.
In her later years as a widow, Aunt Jenny ate lunch every day at the Piccadilly Cafeteria in Baton Rouge. She was very small and didn't eat much (plus there wasn't much money) so she always got a child's plate. The workers behind the counter all knew and loved "Miz Harvey."
Most of all Aunt Jenny loved the Lord Jesus Christ and sought to serve Him with her life. She went joyously to Him on a hot summer evening while sitting in her chair watching the news, a can of Coke in her hand.
The next day her neighbor checked on her because he hadn't seen her come out on the porch to get her paper. She is gone from our sight but her spirit lives forever.
In addition to her parents, her grandparents, and her husband, Harold, Genevieve was preceded in death by her only sister, Elizabeth Sandifer; brother-in-law, Dorsey Sandifer; and step-granddaughter, Terri Kemp.
I miss Aunt Jenny but I know she's in heaven and I'll see her again someday.
Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift. (2 Corinthians 9:15)
~AngelSeeker
~*~
MANY THANKS TO NW MOUNTAIN MAN FOR THE TRANSFER OF UNCLE HAROLD AND AUNT JENNY INTO MY CARE.
~*~
EXTRA-SPECIAL ANGEL-KISSED THANKS TO GLENDA EMERSON FOR SPONSORING UNCLE HAROLD AND AUNT JENNY.
THEY WOULD HAVE LOVED YOU! AND THEY WOULD HAVE FED YOU.
~*~
She married Harold Harvey, her handsome soldier, during World War II. Afterwards they settled down in a little house on Beechwood Drive in Baton Rouge. It was the only house I ever knew them to live in.
Aunt Jenny sold Luzier Cosmetics and I used to love going into their tiny bathroom and opening her bottles to smell all the "lady" stuff.
Her kitchen was also incredibly small -- barely big enough for a table and chairs, and room to walk around it -- but inside the icebox were always frosty bottles of soda pop. You were invited to make your selection and then sit at the table or in the living room, listening to the grown-ups talk as they sipped cups of strong Community coffee.
Aunt Jenny and Uncle Harold had one daughter: my mother's cousin, Darlene. Darlene was a sweetheart. Her parents adored her and later, when she married and had children, they were doting grandparents.
In her later years as a widow, Aunt Jenny ate lunch every day at the Piccadilly Cafeteria in Baton Rouge. She was very small and didn't eat much (plus there wasn't much money) so she always got a child's plate. The workers behind the counter all knew and loved "Miz Harvey."
Most of all Aunt Jenny loved the Lord Jesus Christ and sought to serve Him with her life. She went joyously to Him on a hot summer evening while sitting in her chair watching the news, a can of Coke in her hand.
The next day her neighbor checked on her because he hadn't seen her come out on the porch to get her paper. She is gone from our sight but her spirit lives forever.
In addition to her parents, her grandparents, and her husband, Harold, Genevieve was preceded in death by her only sister, Elizabeth Sandifer; brother-in-law, Dorsey Sandifer; and step-granddaughter, Terri Kemp.
I miss Aunt Jenny but I know she's in heaven and I'll see her again someday.
Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift. (2 Corinthians 9:15)
~AngelSeeker
~*~
MANY THANKS TO NW MOUNTAIN MAN FOR THE TRANSFER OF UNCLE HAROLD AND AUNT JENNY INTO MY CARE.
~*~
EXTRA-SPECIAL ANGEL-KISSED THANKS TO GLENDA EMERSON FOR SPONSORING UNCLE HAROLD AND AUNT JENNY.
THEY WOULD HAVE LOVED YOU! AND THEY WOULD HAVE FED YOU.
~*~
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