Memories of Oleta
Please share your memories of Oleta...no matter what her name was to you! :) Whether you called her Oleta, Momma, Grandma West or friend, please click on "comments" below and share your memories. If you are not a subscriber of "blogger", IT'S ok. Just click anonymous...but PLEASE be sure to sign you name! Include your email address if you'd like!
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This wonderful, genuine, caring woman was my Aunt Oleta. She is the sister of my dad (Clarence Gray). As I walked around her house and property (farm) I heard echoing thoughts of childhood summer vacations (as a bona fide city girl) spent on the dairy farm. I inwardly giggled as the echoed thoughts turned to loading up the hay onto a truck to feed the cows, milking the cows and fishing in the pond and, yes, actually cleaning the catfish I caught...much to the surprise of Aunt Oleta and Uncle Carl. Suddenly I was pulled back into the present time realizing that my 'echoed' thoughts weren't my thoughts at all but the words actually spoken by all the wonderful first, second, third and fourth cousins walking around me. Aunt Oleta had so much love and compassion to give us all and give it she did! I will relish all the wonderful mornings and evenings spent on the front porch of her home as we all sat and talked, sometimes for hours on end. Aunt Oleta, everytime I see your picture or utter your name I feel your arms in such a loving hug around me. Please save a space for me when I finally meet up with you again.....but keep those 'pesky' (I know that's not the word YOU would use) ants off the table, okay?
Love,
Tracy Park
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