Friday, November 18, 2016
As I was sitting thinking about writing this, I realized that if aunt Nina was asked to do something like this, she'd write it perfectly; recalling dates and times, people's names and probably even what the weather was on any particular day, putting to shame ppl half her age. And don't think for one second she didn't enjoy that fact. She loved to tell ppl her age (and weight) lol just to see their reaction. And she deserved every compliment that followed. And one always did.
She was as sharp as a tact. And would not let you forget it. Aunt Nina was many times referred to as the mayor of the atria where she lived. Which was no surprise to me. She used to say, these ppl are so old around here. Lol. She worked that place like she owned it.
Aunt Nina encompassed so many envious qualities. She was the definition of class. Always dressed to the nines, nails manicured, hair done and impeccable manners. Believe it or not, yes, there were times in which she held her tongue BC it was not appropriate. But that of course, is not to say she didn't speak her mind. If she had an opinion, you definitely knew about it. And you couldn't even get angry, BC she did it with such elegance.
Aunt Nine and I used to go to Atlantic city. Just the 2 of us. We even shared a room. (Lol) We would talk on the ride there, about Brooklyn and grandma by the trains house. She would tell my stories about living through the depression. And it was almost mind boggling to me that she had no hard feelings. It was what it was and she learned from it. Considered herself lucky actually. She was a women well beyond her years. And I know that sounds funny because she was almost 95, but she was an executive when it was almost an impossibility for women of that era. She was very proud of that, as she should have been.
Aunt Nina always made me laugh. Even when she didn't try. One day at the atria, I was in her room. She asked me to get something from cabinet. I opened up and I swear there was 10 years worth of sweet and low in there. In their glass holders. They were from the casinos. But she said, that's ok, they EXPECT you to take stuff like that.
Aunt Nina and uncle George loved going to the casino. And I'm glad I was lucky enough to go with her occasionally and share in that memory.
When Uncle George died, a piece of aunt Nina did too. She simply adored him. Even if that came w a harsh warning and a pointer finger to put down the wine. She would cut his food for him and it was always the topic at the holiday dinner table. And she politely told us to shuuussshh u.
In closing, my Aunt Nina was so many different things to so many different ppl. But The one word that resonates from everyone over and over again is amazing. Simple amazing. She was and forever will be to me one of the most amazing women I ever met. I will miss you more that you will ever know, aunt Nine. Give everyone a kiss for me.
