I will start by saying that Margaret is my great Aunt. I am grandchild of Eileen & Frank Real, daughter to their daughter Barbara. I remember when I was a child taking a walk with Aunt Margaret down the lane of the old farmhouse belonging to my grandparents. We were chatting away about who knows what but having a good visit. I recall asking her how old she was. She informed me she was fifty (or there about). I remember that my response was in awe as I told her "Wow, that's old" to which she sure did have a chuckle. I always remembered that as a cute funny story & a nice childhood memory of walking with my great aunt holding hands & chatting as we walked along on the beautiful old farm. It would have been spring or summer as I recall it being a nice day. What strikes me funny as I think of it now is that Margaret was 96 & I'm currently 42. I would have been 4 or 5 when we had this walk so she had to have been 59 or 60 then so she was apparently fibbing about her age & yet I still seemed to think she was old when she told me she was younger than her actual age lol. Rest in peace sweet Margaret. You lived a lovely long life. You will always be remembered with fondness & love :)
