Fran MacDonald
When I was three years old, my aunt and godmother left for the convent. She bacame a nun. She taught me a song, I remember that one day together we watched a bird perched on the clothesline on our porch and saying to her "look aunt Mary-Jeanne the birdie is going by-bye with his tail"! I remember the day she left, who she went with and her entire clothing, that beautiful black picture hat she wore and she left by way the front hallway which was only used on rare occasions by visitors. The memories you are creating to leave behind will only add to the fond and wonderful memories you leave of yourself for your children. God Bless you Randy. Fran MacDonald, Realtor, Manchester,NH