My favorite memory of Aunt Betty is of one hot summer afternoon. I was a little girl visiting my many cousins in Decatur when Aunt Betty decided to pile us all in the back seat of her red convertible to go get an ice cream cone. There were likely ten or more of us kids stacked on top of each other and the floor board. Seat belts be damn back in those days. The sun was beating down on us, arms and legs and hair were flying as Aunt Betty sped down the road all the while yelling “Lick fast kids. Lick fast.” Those were fun times.
Aunt Betty, go get an ice cream cone with Uncle Benny now.
Condolences and love to all.
Ros