Wednesday, September 12, 2012
She's not really my Aunt, but sister to my Godfather Simon and an aunt to Darlene Belliveau.
Darlene and I, and many other girlfriends, spent many nights at tante Sophie's when we were young.
You see, she's a loving caring woman, who always looked out for us girls from Pubnico.
She lives in Yarmouth, and that made the perfect place to crash after the Red Knight.
On Saturday night, she would get our rooms ready. Clean bedding, a lamp on, and even pyjamas folded neatly on the bed. What more could you ask for? Well, breakfast, and sometimes dinner.
We spoke of those great days today, and recalled the night Darlene had been left a really dark brown, almost black, pair of pyjamas. She put them on, and just had to go into Tante Sophie's room and have a chat. She told Albert and Sophie that they must be hoping that she become a nun ! Look at the black pyjamas you left for me. She talked and talked, and finally Albert said " Ok Darlene, shut up and go to bed."
We still laugh about it today !
Thanks Tante Sophie, for looking out for us girls, and having nothing but patience and love for us !
Posted by Charlene L. at 9:41 PM