Let me introduce you all to Aunt Peg. She lives in Houston, Texas.
My mother's baby sister, Aunt Peg is an accomplished woman. She embraced a successful marriage to our favorite Uncle George, raised five children, holds many advanced degrees, taught tax law at universities and colleges in Texas, is multi-brilliant in many subjects, and now claims to be retired, though she volunteers a bunch, preparing tax returns for a local womens' shelter.
Know the best thing about her?
She is a pistol.
Always has been. Always will be.
I wanna be like her when I grow up.
Visiting with Aunt Peg is always a treat. What a wit. She holds her own with all kinds of people and in all kinds of conversation...books, movies, theatre, writing, art, current events. Plus she loves dogs. In particular, her Corgi called Princess, one of the canine cousins.
The clan is concerned about Hurricane Rita approaching the land of one of our own. My sister Kathy called down there yesterday, as did I, to see if Aunt Peg is OK. One of her daughters, our cousin Deb, lives near Aunt Peg, and we're concerned for her and her own too.
Aunt Peg wrote us back today:
"Hi Darling Nieces: Thank you both for calling, I'm sorry I missed you. Houston is in a state of panic, thousands are in gridlock trying to get out of town to escape the hurricane. Gas is practically non- existent, people are using up their full tanks sitting on the freeway, idling their cars, and maybe moving 3-4 miles in 10 hours. It is, of course, up to 100 degrees today, and drivers have their air conditioning on. The authorities are trying to bring in gas tankers to fill up cars stranded on the highways. Deb and I decided to sit it out, hoping we'll be better off in our homes than in our cars stuck on the roads. The storm at the present is shifting slightly to the east which is better for our location, but once the power goes out things will, most likely, be bad down here for several weeks. At that point, we will try to go to Fort Worth to John's or Tulsa to Lynn's. I think we will probably be all right down here, and hope for the best. Hope you are all happy and healthy, give my love to those babies. Fondly, Aunt Peg"
Who am I kidding? No one messes with Aunt Peg. Not even hurricanes.
We're all thinking of you down there, dear one. Please be in touch when you can.