She was not either of my parents’ sisters, but actually my father’s sister-in-law. She had children near my age and early on, I recall being surprised at how well-behaved my cousins were. My Aunt Jane, I recall, seemed like a loving, caring person but she also seemed to have rules that were followed by the children.
Well, one day I recall not listening at all as to what my chores were and decided to sneak out and go to the park across the street. I was having a good time on the swings when the next thing I saw was Aunt Jane coming towards me.