Cindi Nix Brooks
I loved Aunt Rose. I'm sleeping under one of her many quilts she and Grandma Cannon made. My fondness memories growing up was when Grandma and I would walk up to Aunt Rose's house for a visit, sit on porch drinking kool-aid or lemonade. My condolences to all the family! Love you all!
Thursday June 1, 2017 at 10:55 pm