I always called her my Good Aunt Myrtle. She was good, strong and kind. She took every one who came to her door, welcomed them into her home and heart. Before I left my childhood home in Cleveland and went West, my Mother told me one thing I must never do was criticize Myrtle's children, (Jim, Bill and Marian). I never had any reason to do that. They were always kind, caring and protective of their much younger cousin.
During the World War II years Myrtle worked in the Burbank, California factory of Lockheed Air Craft Company, welding airplanes together. Her husband, Ed Modes, was a weather stripping salesman and did quite well during the years when the home building industry expanded in the San Fernando Valley north of Los Angeles.
I always called her my Good Aunt Myrtle. She was good, strong and kind. She took every one who came to her door, welcomed them into her home and heart. Before I left my childhood home in Cleveland and went West, my Mother told me one thing I must never do was criticize Myrtle's children, (Jim, Bill and Marian). I never had any reason to do that. They were always kind, caring and protective of their much younger cousin.
During the World War II years Myrtle worked in the Burbank, California factory of Lockheed Air Craft Company, welding airplanes together. Her husband, Ed Modes, was a weather stripping salesman and did quite well during the years when the home building industry expanded in the San Fernando Valley north of Los Angeles.
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