[libramunoz]

467. For my Aunt Amy in many, many, many ways she epitomied spirit of Delta and the legacy of love to all in her heart and throughout her life. She was a initiated into DST at UCLA (Pi Chapter-1959) and before I ever knew her as a Delta and my Soror, I knew her as my Aunt Amy. Whenever I would be mad at my Momma or upset, I knew that I could always go to her and talk things out with her. Even when we were upset with each other, I could always go back and talk with her and we'd work everything out. She was always calling me her "Niecy Poo" and later in life, we became "Road Partners." When I became a Delta, she was the first to give me congrats and a big tail hug and it's something that I can still see to this day!

She was an educator/teacher/counselor to not just her family, but to many students that she encountered/encouraged among her years of teaching. Every student that ever had any interaction with Aunt Amy will tell stories of Ms. B. and they will tell them with a smile. She had a way of making you feel special, making you feel like you were working towards your goals, and leave you knowing that you were on you way. Aunt Amy taught so much to so many, but you always felt that she was in your corner and had your back.

She was also the boss in many ways. She was my second mom in charge and she would correct you in a HURRY! Growing up, her boys got it worse than us nieces and nephews, but don't get it twisted, she would get you too, in front of your Momma, and you'd find that your Momma was backing HER up not you! She could be gentle with her correction or she could let you know with a quickness, but either way, you learned your lesson!

For helping me in learning how to sew! I'd taken the home-ec class and was told by my teacher that I couldn't change the pattern to fit me. Aunt Amy with a quickness told me that I could do what I wanted to do to my pattern to make it fit me better. She would occassionally let me use her machine (no sewing with the pins in place) and would serge for me when I needed it. I will never forget the fact that my initation dress I had made was plain white. Aunt Amy must have known what it was for because I'd let her know that I was a Pyramid. She told me after I got through sewing, to let her "see" the dress so that she could serge it. When I got it back, she'd sewn embellishments onto my dress for me (and yes, I still have it, don't know if I can fit it). This was the type of woman that Aunt Amy was, and I miss her!

For being able to make you laugh and accepting my phone calls home! Aunt Amy was always there for me, and though she's not here anymore, she is and will always be the best Aunt/Soror/Friend to me.

(sorry it got a little long, the memories began flowing back)