By Wyatt Earp | November 12, 2009
My Great Aunt Isabella passed away on Sunday, November 8th. She was 95 years old.
My Uncle Ray sent me the news on Monday morning. He was still very involved in “Aunt Ba’s” life, and visited her a few times a month. My Great Uncle Steve passed away 30 years ago, but always the strong person, Aunt Ba kept going strong. She was always an independent woman – you don’t live through two world wars and a depression by being a sissy – and her faculties were intact to the end. She lived alone, in the Philadelphia rowhome she shared with her husband for decades, cooked her own meals, and was very active in the neighborhood and St. Timothy’s Parish seniors groups.
I still remember going to her house as a kid. They had a pet parakeet that freely flew around the first floor, and it would always smash into the mirrored wall – as if another identical parakeet was headed right for him! Aunt Isabella and Uncle Steve always treated Randal and I like gold, and they were both special people. Anyone who knew them would agree.
I attended the viewing and the funeral today, and it shames me to know that I did not kept in touch with her during my adult life. She will be sorely missed.