by Jean Roesler
Aunt Helen and Uncle Ed managed a farm for a well-known local family; but to me, it was always their farm. I loved visiting because I knew there would be cookies. My favorite was Aunt Helen’s sugar cookies which were big, soft, and of course, sugary. I could eat dozens; no wonder my nickname was Cookie Cheeks. Another favorite was the chocolate drops with chocolate frosting, topped with a walnut. Yum….
Our Sunday drives as a family often ended up with a visit to the farm. Sometimes my cousins would be there and we would play games in the fields, careful not to step on any cow pies. Dinner followed with fresh baked rolls, mashed potatoes, pot roast, and corn from the field, and fresh baked pie. How did she always have enough?
Aunt Helen and Uncle Ed were more like grandparents as mine had died when I was still young. It was Aunt Helen who stayed with my sister and me when my dad had one of his heart attacks. And Uncle Ed walked my sister down the aisle on her wedding day.
Aunt Helen would send me a birthday card every year, always with a verse from scripture. I wondered, “Why couldn’t she ever send me a funny card?”
In her later years, my mother would take Aunt Helen on weekend rides to see the fall colors. Her thoughts were always on her Lord and her writings illustrated her love and dependence on Him. My mother compiled some of her poems and other writings which I now have as a remembrance and instead of wondering why she never sent a funny card, I think of the spiritual legacy she left, and yes, the recipe for the sugar cookies!
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