1956
Looking back on pictures, I now understand why my daddy's sister, Francelle Emmons, became my favorite person outside of the immediate family. She loved me with agape love, and I felt as if she was my other mother. Francelle simply adored me, and when I could reciprocate that, I simply adored her, too. There will be more about her in the coming posts. God sent me a blessing with an aunt that I forever hold dear in my heart.
Above: Aunt Francelle and Granny Hart admiring me as an infant.
Below: Francell, Patricia (my beloved cousin), Leonard a gentle man whom I loved dearly.
