Tuesday, January 22, 2019
Aunt Myra was always the voice of reason (and sometimes sanity) in the often raucous gatherings of the Hackett clan. Her saber-sharp wit was as disarming as it was endearing. It was her infectious laughter that had the best effect. When she, Aunt Ruth and Aunt Hazel were together, they were the perfect blend of wit, beauty and charm.
I shall especially miss her poise, for it telegraphed the bearing of royalty. She truly was descended from kings and queens.
Now, I pray, that she is in the presence the King of Heaven, laughing once again with her beloved family.
