As I grow older it makes me sad to realize I won't ever be able to stop by and see my Aunt Faye. Many years we would travel to Florida and Uncle Jim and Aunt Faye would always welcome us to their home where we would sit and share wonderful stories. My boys were so enamored by Uncle Jim's sense of humor and Aunt Faye would always take them to her shop/storage and allow them to pick something from her collection (within reason of course lol), but we always enjoyed spending time with them. Now, all of my Dad's siblings are gone, and the words to Precious Memories mean more to me than ever before.