First, I would like to express my deepest appreciation to Cheryl Jorgensen and family for being there for Aunt Evie. You know we are sorely sorry we could not see Aunt Evie as much as we wanted to being on opposite coasts and all. Breaks my heart I couldn't see and chat with her more often. A few phone calls was something but not nearly enough.
Anyways, my siblings so far have summed up our love and memories of Aunt Evie. She never met a stranger. It would burn mom up when Aunt Evie would randomly chat with anyone. "Mom, why are you upset? 'I don't want to talk to strangers, I want to talk to Evie by myself!'" Darn could those two talk and talk and talk for hours and days on end. Talk about sisterly love.
I recall Aunt Evie always being in a good mood (well, it was at family gatherings) She has so much love she couldn't keep it to herself. She would grab and hug me and "smooch" me. Yuck I said as a kid. Now I miss it. Full of love and life which she was not afraid to share with those of us dear to her. All those trials, disasters, loss of lives never kept her down. I am positive she mourned in private, however, she did not show it when she was around us.
I love you Aunt Evie. God Bless you.
Timmy
Not sure when I acquired the nickname "Keither",but my Aunt and mother used it alot in an endearing way. You don't miss these bits of love till they are gone.
My Mom's spirits rose a 200% when Aunt Evie would come to visit! Us kids looked forward also,mostly because she was so bubbly and wanted to know all about what we'd been doing.
I vividly remember Thanksgiving dinner when my Papa and Nana would drive in with their 1956 Chyrsler "New Yorker"(I think") with Aunt Evie,Uncle Billy,Uncle Roy,cousins Gary and Donna. They'd all pile out and we'd spend time gabbing and readying for turkey. Now our kitchen was smallish. After you put the 2 leaf table in,11/12 chairs,you filed in,sat down,and then you were stuck.Dad was at the end of the table slicing turkey,and he was they only one who could move....By the time you were full,you didn't want to move. The dinner was full of conversation and smiles. Aunt Evie had one of the most contagious laughs!!!
We had many such times there and at everyone elses homes.
We miss our Aunt Evie. We miss them all . God Bless them. May they always fly with the Angels.❤
Thank you to Cheryl, for the newer photos of Evie and Rick (2018). It is great to be able to see them! Also, thank you for taking such good care of them.
Like it has been said, Aunt Evie loved family and people in general. I remember my Mom telling me that Aunt Evie had met someone in the elevator and chatted them up. After they got off the elevator, Aunt Evie said, "Oh, I just love her/him." Mom told her, "but you just met them. How could you "love" them?" HA! My Mom said Aunt Evie was a very personable person, making friends with everyone she met.
From the time I was a little girl, Aunt Evie and family, Nana and Papa, and Uncle Billy would come to our house to visit for birthdays and on a regular basis. We would have a nice dinner and play games afterward. We would watch family, home made movies on the projector and quite often, my Dad was running the movie camera taking more. I always looked forward to it. Aunt Evie was always attentive, laughing and full of energy. I know our house was full of music, dancing and laughter when they visited. I remember going to Rochester to visit Aunt Evie either at Nana's house or at her house. She played the accordion back then. She had a player piano that we loved to play. I was amazed at how talented Aunt Evie was, having taught herself to play the organ. She, like my mother, were so attractive, talented, strong willed and beautiful. They always looked perfectly "put together" no matter what outfits they wore.
Unfortunately, there were very challenging times for Aunt Evie. She endured the emotional stress of having 2 children and her first husband pass away due to Huntington's. Then losing Frank. She survived hurricanes and losses from those. No matter what though, she presented a tough front and always seemed to love life and the good things it has to offer.
Before Evie and Rick moved to Texas, Kathy and I would take Mom to visit them in Florida. We would swim, play games, listen to the organ, and talk. Aunt Evie was always interested in what everyone was doing back home.
There are so many memories that I could write a book here. I will always cherish the Mosley family, the love, and the good times they brought into our lives. I pray they are all together now in heaven; no pain, singing, dancing, hugging and smiling down on us. I think of them every day.
