Great Aunt Emma was a summer visitor to our farm in Vermont. She and I played numerous games of Canasta, and I listened to her adventurous stories with wonder. She was intimidating, and fun.
Marrying and moving from Vermont, we visited almost every year. When our firstborn was three months old, we packed him in an infant seat in our 1966 Mustang, between us.
Tired and hungry, we stopped for dinner where my aunt stayed in a hotel. By this time she could be described as “crotchety”. She reserved seating in the far corner of the room where we were the only occupants. Having poor hearing and eyesight now, she was famous for turning off her hearing aid when the conversation didn’t suit her.
The Bag Lady 
She sounds like quite a character! Is she still among the living and getting more crotchety every year?
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no. she was old when I was a child
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Sad.
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