My Dad and Uncles used to talk about their wives after a few beers – the three Hunt Witches. They are not really witches (after all one is my Mother and another my Godmother). They have all outlived their husbands and Connie is over 90 now and has to use a walker. Ethel (88) took a flight from Florida and rented a car at the airport and drove 40 miles to Nyack. My brother took us all out to Dinner last night and I got a picture of them.

Those old ladies cleaned their plates, even with those large servings at Charlie Brown’s. They each had a large dessert. They then filled their pocketbooks with bread and goodies (they all brought plastic bags).

I give you Connie, Ethel, and Martha – the Hunt sisters.