When my sister and I were both young we would spend summer days at Auntie Eleanor's while our parents worked. Trish and us would spend a lot of time running around, making slip n slides out of old tarps sliding mach 3 down that hill onto the grass, helping to gather eggs from the chickens every day and praying that we didn't get one of those weird ones without a shell and just the squishy insides. She always allowed us to play and make as much noise as possible...that is until about 2pm when her soap operas would come on...then....shhhhh. Heaven help you if you made her miss something important :) Many memories...we'll all miss you