My memories of Aunt Sharon are warm. She was always pleasant and eager to listen to my stories, as a kid, that was so important. She and Uncle Buford let a couple of city kids stay with them for a long weekend one summer. There was fun, excitement and mischief. Aunt Sharon turned a blind eye to the harmless shinanagins we engaged in. She knew that Alan and i were making memories that would never leave us!I remember how long Sharon laughed as i was in her kitchen and i gagged when I realized chicken eggs have poo on them sometimes.I respect women that raise large families. I love my family and am thankful for the times that Buford and Sharon came to Atlanta to visit us. I'm most thankful to know that I will see my aunt again in heaven. I love you Gina Latta Peal