Lynette
Almost the last of my dad's generation, I remember her as aunt Mary. One fond memory is fishing with her, her brother and my dad when her brother caught a huge German brown with her pole. She was miffed at Pat and started walking home. We just laughed because it was such a 'Dumont' reaction and fishing in our family was taken very seriously.
Wednesday September 9, 2015 at 5:45 pm