A photograph can be an instant of life captured for eternity that will never cease looking back at you. -Brigitte Bardot

This is my great-great Aunt Lenore. She was one of those ladies that all children loved, and who loved all children. Going to her little apartment in Davenport, Iowa was delightful. It was even a magical experience for us. She and my great-grandma Addy would greet my little sister and me with a ton of kisses. And they always smelled nice, and often a bit like talcum powder.

Lenore was a true, old-fashioned lady, complete with a vanity table full of colorful perfume bottles, with atomizers on them. (I was fascinated by those!). She and my great-grandma spoiled us, and we would literally get sick from all the junk food they let us eat (angel food cake, hot dogs, potato chips, etc.) They were just super-loving people and were always very kind.

Lenore was born in the 1890s, and was the beauty of the family, but never married. Instead, when my Great-Grandma got married, Aunt Lenore moved in with her sister and brother-in-law and never left. She helped raise my Grandpa, and he adored her. Everyone did! She was a special person. ~shared by @fooemery