Fredia has a special place in my heart. Matthew and I spent a lot of time with her. In the early 80s when my parents bought a VCR, Friday nights would find her and Sidney at our house to watch a movie. Sometimes, our family would go to her house. I can remember falling asleep at her house, being awakened by the cool night air as Daddy carried me to the car for the drive home, and closing my eyes to quickly fall back to sleep. When my parents needed a break from parenthood for a few hours, Matthew and I loved to spend time at her house. We'd pick strawberries, play in the branch, and sweet talk her into buying us candy bars. I always loved looking at Reader's Digest at her house to try the vocabulary quiz and to read the anecdotes submitted by readers. And, did I mention she makes the best blueberry cheesecake?
In thinking about Fredia, as I prepared to write this, I came to realize what makes her so special. She always makes me feel like I am her favorite niece. And, if you ask any of the other nieces and nephews, I know they feel the same. We are each Fredia's favorite. She loves us all.
Happy Birthday, Fredia.





