A person, years ago, asked me if I had a favorite relative.

I had two aunts that would qualify, but I couldn’t say which one was my favorite. I would just call a tie and move on.

Aunt Lorena was my dad’s youngest sister and actually delivered me.

We lived on a farm about four miles out of Palouse and my mother was ready to have me. So my father drove to town to get Dr. Dart.

My aunt Loren...