Aunt Della was "giggly" and fun. She lived across the back pasture from us, and years ago we cut a trail leading to her place. Likely as not some critters would cross our path as we kids hurried to Aunt Della's front door, but the dogs chased them away. What was waiting for us was worth the trek. I'm talking
hot biscuits and homemade pies! You name it! We always got a big smile and a hug, then it was off to the kitchen in search of treasure. If you were lucky, the biscuts would be hot out of the oven and you would get the one in the middle (it's the best one). We never went home empty handed either. Sometimes we would spend the night and sleep in the canopy bed. Since she didn't have indoor plumbing, we had chamber pots in case we had to "go" in the night. Aunt Della always laughed and said she had a "canopy" over the bed, and a "can of pee" under the bed!
