A legacy of pickles, pies and pluck
Thelma Niemeyer with husband Bill
The last time I saw Aunt Thelma, on the day before she died, she was sitting in her hospital bed at St. Joe’s, balancing her checkbook. A grandson was dispatched to track down a red pen because a blue one wouldn’t do...
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