Plus, lots of other cool stuff some of which is worth real money. We continue to try to come to terms with the liquidator, which has evolved into a process way more complicated than I had thought that it would be. I like her, but she only seems to annoy Chris. I can see this, when she begins speaking, she never shuts up. Frankly though I see her as our best option for the disposal of all of our stuff.

She had a great war story about her dad, who was in the navy at Pearl Harbor. He was a hard helmet diver, and his ship was tied up alongside the Arizona. He first heard the Japanese aircraft and then spotted them only when they dropped below the marine layer. After they began attacking, he ran to the armory and grabbed a machine gun to defend his ship. After the attack was over, he donned his diving gear to rescue the men trapped inside the battleship. Using an acetylene torch, he cut through that ship’s hull until he heard Morse coming from inside, pleading that he stop, because he was sucking out all the oxygen.

Anne’s family has Betty as the original cool aunt from her parent’s generation. Likewise, we have Jane as the successor cool aunt for ours. Preceding both of them was my mother’s Aunt Alice. Serving as a nurse with the army during WW II she eventually ended up with the Army of Occupation in Japan. Before that though she was stationed on the islands of Bougainville and New Brittain in the South Pacific. Where channeling her inner Gaugin she painted watercolors that we still have. She is seen here with friends posing in what I believe is the Philippines. At least this photo accompanied some Japanese/Filipino WW II script in a miniature Kist box, adorned with Polish decorations of her origin.