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Thoughts of Witt from Cousin Eleanor

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  1942 Memories Cousin Eleanor Cannaday Dear Witt, And she really was or is. She had enough witts to be able to cook at a very young age, 8 or 10 years old?? She and her bosom Buddy (a cousin) would go on basket meeting trips in the backyard, and she cooked real food! No matter whether day or night. This is what thinking about Witty has done. We, all 4 of us, Witt, Bill, Bud and Ellie –whenever we got together, life was a bowl of cherries!!! The biggest thrill of her life was their wedding night. Coming to Cleveland, Ohio and sleeping 4, including baby Jan, all in one bed!! # Wow! 3 o’clock in the morning!!! I picked up the phone to call!! I made no sense at all. This is what I used to do… pick up anything to write.

Going to the Refuneral, A Tribute to Aunt Witt Carter 6/20/1922 - 11/30/2025

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Aunt Witt at Fred's House July 2024 I always enjoyed listening to my Aunt Witt tell me stories about her and my father growing up, how much they loved each other like brother and sister, and playing going to the refuneral. This is how I imagined it. Little Witt and Little Buddy were six-year-old cousins but loved each other like sister and brother. Their mothers were sisters and they all lived together in a big house. Witt and Buddy did everything together, like watching the circus parade and jumping off the garage with umbrellas, but that’s another story. Witt and Buddy had a big family with many aunts and uncles, who lived on farms, in big cities, or other faraway places. They only saw them during special occasions like funerals and family reunions. Going to the family reunion was a fun time. Witt and Buddy’s mothers would fill the house with sweet smells of cakes and pies cooking, hot breads baking and all kinds of good foods cooking on the stove. Sometimes relatives would drive...