KATHY: When I was growing up, my relatives all took turns taking care of me in our home. Every year or so, they’d alternate who lived with us, so I wouldn’t be home alone while my parents worked. My mom’s older sister stayed with us for a few years and I found her to be a bit short-tempered and not the best cook. Her meals always felt hasty, like they were just tossed together last minute with whatever she found in the house: think salami intended for sandwiches thrown in a
