Nellie was born in 1943...the third daughter in my hubby's family. She was six when Elmer came along...and was a doting older sister.
There are photos of Nellie pushing her baby brother around in a stroller...
...and proof that she tried to teach him to play piano. Maybe she was not cut out to be a teacher...or maybe he was not much of a student! This we know...he does not play piano, despite her best efforts. She, on the other hand, was able to make those keys sing...and played for choirs and quartets for many years.
Nellie prefers the quiet life...reading, knitting, bird-watching and travelling. She has a most generous heart...and is forever gifting family and friends with her handmade sweaters, slippers and hats. My grandkids loved their hoodies, handknit by great-aunt Nellie...and my daughter has commissioned her to knit 'grandma slippers'...just like the ones grandma used to make.
Tomorrow we are meeting for breakfast to honour Nellie on her sixty-fifth birthday!
There won't be any fireworks, roasts or entertainment...just family gathered to wish her a very happy milestone birthday. Nellie...may you have your cake and eat it too!
PS Do we eat cake at breakfast? That somehow seems wrong!