Charlotte Susan Foss

Aunt Charlotte was the one who first sparked my interest in my mother's family tree. That was more than 15 years ago. I'm still working on the family book and I am obsessed with it. I listened to her stories and she shared her old pictures with me. She gave me so much information for reference. I have so much I wanted to show her but never had the opportunity. I have missed her all these years and will continue to miss her.

I think one of my earliest memories of Charlotte ( she, like Sally, never cared to be called "Aunt") was her washing me up, and rather briskly I might add, in the kitchen sink after a day of summer play at Grandma's. I also remember the day she and I walked across the street to Uncle Bobby's to pick tomatos. With salt shaker in hand, must we ate as many tomatos as we picked. By the days end I was sick as a dog from eating too many tomatos. It was years and years before I could eat another tomato. I also remember the huge boxes of homemade cookies she and Grandma made and mailed to her ten nieces and nephews in New York. I hope she knows how much we all loved her. It saddens me that my last memory of seeing her was nine years ago in my mothers living room. I loved her dearly and always will. Susan