The Hands of the Aunties

When I composed the previous post, I rather thought that would  have concluded, at least for the present, what has become a rather lengthy dip into the pool of nostalgia. But a certain auntie has been crusading relentlessly for a Hands of the Aunties post, and I cannot bear to disappoint her.

Since AC has never had an aunty (or auntie) it’s a bit of a tough topic for me. However, in an effort to get around the limitation, and since since aunties and uncles must have somewhat similar roles in a child’s life, permit me to contemplate Uncle Charlie a little more to see what lessons might be gleaned.

I delved back into the album to come up with the photo below. I told you that I issued from diminutive stock, and sure enough, there I am towering behind my uncle and parents just before we headed to the chapel on my wedding day. I don’t really need the photo for whatever I am about to write for this post (and I can hardly wait to find out what that will be 🙂 ) but it’s as good of an excuse as any to inflict another oldie but goody upon y’all. (I used to show this picture to my classes when we were talking about the origins of geographic Canada’s population, and they seemed to find it a trifle amusing.)

Goin to the Chapel

Just before we headed out on my wedding day: May 17, 1969. L to R: Uncle Charlie, Mom, Dad. AC is in the back row.

Perhaps it is even evident from the photo, but Uncle Charlie was of somewhat sunnier disposition that my parents; he liked to joke around with his nephew who perhaps learned from him not to take life or himself too seriously. For example: when my grandfather built a little skating rink for me in the back yard, it was Uncle Charlie who stood at the window and laughed at my wobbly and futile attempts to remain upright: not in a mean way, of course, but in a fun-loving manner that I didn’t mind.

After we moved, he would be diligent about visiting us once a week, and he would always give his nephew a quarter. Let me remind you that a quarter in those days might have the purchasing power of perhaps three dollars in this decade, so the amount was not all that trifling. Needless to say, I really looked forward to his visits.

Even when I was grown and first married, he spent a night or two with Cuppa and me in our basement apartment, and I remember playing catch together in the backyard. This was just a year before he died prematurely of heart problems. I learned later that just throwing the ball around with me that day had caused him some chest pains, but, of course, I wasn’t thinking about such things at the time, and I don’t suppose he was either.

My point is that uncles or aunts can build special bonds with their nephews and nieces. Given geographical realities, Zach’s and Nikki Dee’s aunts won’t be making weekly visits to drop quarters or the equivalent into eager hands. Over time, they will need to find their own ways to be positive influences in the lives of the kids. It’s important because the aunties will all too soon be the only closely extended family that Nikki Dee and Zachary will have.

I think the following pictures prove that the aunties are off to a good start.

The Screening Room

Auntie Alycia walking with Zach at the cottage last summer.

With Her Aunties

Auntie Allyson contemplating her niece's strange shenanigans at the restaurant.

With Her Aunties

What could be better than having a very special auntie braid your hair?

With Her Aunties

Well ... perhaps having her take you for a swim in Lake Chados is even better ...

With Her Aunties

... or just spending a little "together" time.

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12 Responses to The Hands of the Aunties

  1. Mara says:

    I love having aunts and uncles and there being quite a few cousins as well. But I also have to say I make a lousy aunt! I keep forgetting birthdays and the like.

    Love the photos (as usual)

  2. Ginger says:

    How fortuitous to see this “auntie” post today. I will be seeing my California nieces (the twins) today. The older they get, the more fun they are!

  3. Philip says:

    I was glad a had an aunt and an uncle who were willing to be close to me when I got older. Otherwise, life would have been lonely.

    You and your grandchildren seem to have more than the allotted number of female doting on you. Lucky you!

  4. Diana says:

    Yes Aunties are wonderful. My daughter Ginny (29) and her little niece Sarah (8) my granddaughter, write letters back and forth. Just think, my granddaughter will actually know what snail mail is!!
    You were so tall AC!! Love Di ♥

  5. Bernie says:

    One of my greatest pleasures is being an Aunt and a godmother. The kids Aunties will find a way to be a part of the children’s life I’m sure. I come from a family with many Aunts, Uncles and cousins so I truly love big families. I still have 2 Aunts living and one Uncle.
    Which side of the family did you get your height from AC….my husbands mother was only 4’11 but his father was 6′ ……..:-)Hugs

  6. Ginnie says:

    In that last photo little Nikki Dee seems to not know quite how to handle the aunts … but you can tell she’s loving it, too.

  7. Hilary says:

    We were/are close to our aunts as kids, and consequently we first cousins remain close… more like sisters in many ways. Family is so important.

  8. D3 says:

    Yay….a post about aunties!! Hopefully as Zach and Nikki Dee get older we will develop a meaningful relationship that extends beyond just our familial connections….I think right now their grandparents and parents are still the center of their universe! The greatest thing about being an auntie is getting to form your own special relationship with your nieces and nephews as they get older and start to develop a mind of their own. When I first became an auntie my favourite saying was, “when your parents say ‘no,’ your auntie says ‘yes!’

  9. Kila says:

    LOL, your first photo looks like many of our family photos. My mom and her parents were small in height, and the rest of us tower over them.

  10. Lorna says:

    Loved your last two posts. You handle antiquity and modernity equally well. At least on your blog. 🙂

  11. Col says:

    Wonderful photos … wonderful family. And I agree.. your Uncle Charlie looked to be a jolly sort.

  12. Mary G says:

    Nice memories.

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