Lucille Robinson aka "Annie" loved me and my brother into the family. She was the rock of our family. I recall a memory I experienced when my dad passed who was her brother. During his funeral services on a hot and humid Saturday morning, I was 7.5 months alone with my youngest son. Annie sat close to me and wrapped her arm around me. I felt faint and I could feel myself going down when my dad's other sister stated "my brother crying is laying there, I am going to get in there with him." Annie, stated, " you get in there if you want to, I ain't going with you." There conversation was so funny that it revived me. My son is 30 yrs. old and this story still makes me laughter. I miss my dear Aunt already.