Harriet and Frances in 1992
My grandma’s sister Frances died today. She lived in and near Savannah, where they grew up (she’ll be buried in Bonaventure — such a deep old history in Savannah). Every time I saw Frances, when I was a child, I absolutely adored her. She and my grandma were some of the most fun loving people I knew. If there is a heaven, I’m sure these two fabulous women are having a rollicking good time together. You can see it in their eyes.
