Laura J. Tretheway

My aunt was a brilliant woman. She loved taking photos. I use her photo catch phrase while taking pictures of my girls "1, 2, 3, look at me." She shared piano music with me and her pumpkin and pecan pies were always gobbled up at Thanksgiving time. I remember when she left her pie Tupperware containers in the oven.

So regret that there was not family time with Laura and her two sisters Carol and Pat. I am sure my sons would have found them very enjoyable to spend time with.

Laura was my sister… My big sister! I called her LaurLaur… I couldn’t say her name! She was my idol… But she didn’t know it! She tweezed my eyebrows, trimmed my hair & taught me football… She was my sister! She taught me the words …. Shit, fuck & hell! Sunday visits … until we outgrew it! Cookie bakes … and then we just blew it! Oh, the fights and misunderstandings… Between six PMSing women! An organized, detail oriented researcher, photographer, tree lover health & fitness nut … She weaned me from Nancy Drew mysteries to romance novels! She didn’t miss a birthday party with presents wrapped in peanuts… And loved Green Bay Packers, Barbra Streisand and Pierce Brosnan! Memories forever and passed to our children… Standing around the table and yelling out NIBS! Her perfectly measured fudge squares, perfectly formed crescent cookies, pecan and pumpkin pies were the best… But even better yet, was her best friend Jim. She lived longer, laughed louder and felt very special to be his wife… We will miss you dear Laura, you had a good life! Love, Connie

1961 to 1976 Slide Reprints from Archie Riedel