425 Hillside - Room 103

If were not for my Aunt Elnora I would have been a mathematician. She was the twin sister of my father and visited the Hillside address with her husband John more than any other family member. The drive to and from Bloomington was a drive that both families were well aware of the landscape. Their children were grown and gone so they spent their lives traveling. Their visits were always a treasure soon not to be overlooked. Her encouraging words, her ability to get me to write, and to get me to open up with my feelings and emotions will never be forgotten. She told me once that there are only 26 letters in the alphabet. Put together correctly the possibilities are endless. Every visit ended with her leaving with another story written by Aaron. Some were printed and later written in cursive. These are those stories.