Carol Ann / Rance Johnson (nephew)
Here is what I wrote about Carol Ann on my blog, it sums up my thoughts nicely...
" I was very young when my parents got divorced, young enough I don't remember them being married. As is often the case I ended up living with my mom and only seeing my dad and that side of the family periodically. Growing up I used to get nervous when I went to visit my dad's side of the family, never really sure how I fit in. It was my own insecurities and not anything anyone ever did that made me feel this way, and I realize now it was foolish to think that way. Still, I did feel it.
There were a couple of special women who really helped me overcome those feelings though, my aunt Carol Ann and my cousin Dana. They lived in Texas while I was growing up and I didn't get reaquainted with them until I was a teenager. I vividly remember meeting them both. My first thought on meeting Carol Ann was, "who is this crazy woman?" She was so glad to see me, and I had no idea who she was. It didn't take any time at all for me to become greatly attached to them both however.
I would always seek them out at family get togethers because I knew they were genuinely glad to see me. Their warmth and affection was a soothing balm to my uncomfortable teenaged soul. I can't express in words just how grateful I am to both of them for that gift.
There was a message waiting for me when I got home from my dad, telling me that Carol Ann had passed away. She had been fighting cancer for quite a while. I called my mom and told her the sad news and something she said struck me as so true. She said that the world may not know it, but it is a little bit sadder place without Carol Ann in it. I couldn't agree more.
Thank you Dana and Carol Ann for making an awkward teenaged boy feel like a part of the family.
My thoughts are with Dana and the rest of my family who had the priveledge to share our lives with a truly caring and kind woman, my aunt Carol Ann."
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