Friday, April 8, 2016
When i remember my great aunt ida i hear her giggle. She had such a joy of life.
I know my father, gerry white had only the kindest respect for his beloved aunt.
Her kindness was generiously shared even to the smallest and most vulnurable members of our complicated family. Perhaps she especially reached out to us who struggle in this hard world. She was loving to all despite our struggles.
Her graciousness was most impressive.
You have my deepest sympathies.
