Because my cousin Eva's mother, my Aunt Minnie, was 5 years older than my mother Elsie
and because we were born 14 years apart, I mistakenly assumed Eva was one of my many
aunts for years. I spent summers at their home in Mohawk and some of ny best memories
are of the four of us laughing and singing--how they loved doing both! around the kitchen
table or around a bonfire on the beach at the camp on the Big Lake with all the family. Eva
might even play her accordion to accompany the wonderful old songs. I can still sing many
Finnish songs at 79 yrs old. My favorite is a Finn version of "Old MacDonald" which Eva
painstakenly taught me at seven yrs old. In more recent visits Eva and I enjoyed reading
her mother's diary, reminding us of precious summers and a rare winter or two in the Ke-
weenaw, God's Country. She even lived with us in Detroit for a short time during the war.
Such a loving, gentle soul with a joyful sense of humor, devoted to her church and family.
Eva will be greatly missed.