Aunt Gertie and Uncle Bill were simply among the best. It's really difficult to speak of one without mentioning the other.
The memories abound and a smile crosses my lips with each one...
Back in 1966 I vividly recall Uncle Bill and my Dad(Jim Pembrook) attempting to perfect the "Art of Homebrew" out at the farm. The first batch exploded. Naturally, the two where spared no indignity, as both Aunt Gertie and my Mom, "Margie" "(Aunt Gertie's little sister)had the good fortune to witness the two running out of the cellar, drenched in homebrew. This story was recanted MANY times over MANY years. Aunt Gertie and Mom always found it funny to the point of tears, while Uncle Bill and Dad would sit back, grin quietly, look down at the floor, and shake their heads...as though STILL trying to figure out what the heck went wrong that day!
I will always remember Aunt Gertie and Uncle Bill for raising such a nice family and welcoming my family into theirs, especially during the summer of 1966; I will always remember Carolyn and Birdie picking me up for a Lime-Aid and treating me like a kid sister. I should probably thank Aunt Gertie for MAKING them come get me(ha,ha).I will always remember the Sunday meals at the farm and what a "great" cook Aunt Gertie was. I will always remember Aunt Gertie and Ernie(my younger brother) jitter-bugging while my youngest brother T.J. played the guitar and sang. I will always remember the way Aunt Gertie said "Margie"(Margee).
I will always remember her laugh and the fact that if it weren't for the Maloney side of the family, I would have missed out on my stubborn streak, which has seen me through some pretty tough times!!!
