by Betty Gay Lillie
What I remember about: Aunt Laurel is when she came to visit us in California. I was about 12 or 13 then. She had a peaceful presence about her, a serenity. She had charisma. You wanted to be where she was just to feel her quiet spirit. She was one of the most loving people I’ve ever known and I only saw her on 2 maybe 3 occasions but she made a powerful impression on me. I have often wished that I had known her when I was older so I could see if my feelings were real. It seemed almost magical when we visited her home in Utah when I was ten.
Her home was so interesting. I remember rolling down a hill in her yard. My feeling about Aunt Laurel was that she had a Christ—like love and acceptance of people. She seemed genuinely interested in me as a person.
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