Aunt Julie was from a very proper home, though generally untroubled by the high standards set by her mother, Mrs. Townsend. That austere lady always wore black dresses with white collars, stockings tied in a roll at her knees, and a severe black straw or felt hat, depending on the season. Though Aunt Julie’s housekeeping was poor to nonexistent, on the occasions Mrs. Townsend was to visit, the house was immaculate. It was confusing on those rare times to come in and find the kitchen sparkling, the toilets flushed and scrubbed, and bathroom floors free of piles of dirty laundry and unlittered with used sanitary napkins. I never understood why no one flushed the turds since the toilets worked. I had no idea what the soiled sanitary pads played till my cousin Sue explained her older sisters had a lot of nosebleeds. At the rate the napkins multiplied, I was amazed never to have witnessed a nosebleed.
When Granny visited, the kids wore starched and ironed clothes instead of running around near naked in their step-ins as they normally did.aunt Julie and the kids were glad to see Granny go, but my uncle said he wished she lived there to keep Aunt Julieon her toes. Aunt Jule had fourkids. Three of them gre up to live in squalor, while Sue’s homemaking skills were impeccable.