Friday, August 22, 2014
Helen and my mom, whose name was also Helen were best friends since kindergarten. When I was a young girl I often wondered what came over my mom when my Aunt Helen, as I referred to her, and she got together. My mom being extremely quiet would become so animated and seeing my mom so alive of course made me happy. One thing I couldn't understand was how these two women could talk sooooo fast or how one or the other could ever get a word into the conversation.
Aunt Helen was a kind, Christian person who loved her boys and their families. May she now rest as her time here is done. We will see her again. Love you Aunt Helen.
Karen Jones Wenzell and family
