For many years when we were growing up, we would go over to visit the Ahart family on New Year's Day. Ethel Ahart was a Warner cousin to our grandmother. Her husband Alton delivered the mail in Candor, NY. Since our Grandfather Roe also delivered the mail, we had that connection, too. They had five children, and several were our ages. Their oldest boy served in WW II, and we never really got to know Dick that well. Barbara was a college girl when I was in grade school but Alan, Carolyn and Rita were more our ages.
We always had a big dinner with way too much for everyone to eat. Ethel particularly liked to make sweet potatoes with marshmallows. Usually the meat was a roasted turkey with all of the trimmings, of course. Everyone brought dishes to pass, and the conversation flowed. We kids played and played before and after the meal and never wanted to go home.
The last time I had seen any of the members of this family was when Mom celebrated her 80th birthday. That was 16 years ago. I hope that they still get together for New Year's Day. Happy travels.
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