Forget Me Not
“Also vividly recall the day the telegram was delivered. Western Union came to deliver
the telegram; June wasn’t home (nor anyone else). Don’t recall if it was Flossie or other
neighbor who saw the person there. They, of course, didn’t know the reason. Anyway,
neighbor told June that someone had been there. June’s comment; (which was very out of
character for her) was: ‘Oh well, if it is anything important, they will be back.’ Little do
we know when words come out of our mouths, what will come to light. So that evening,
the telegram deliverer returned -- -- “ excerpted from a letter written June 4, 1994 from my
great Aunt Smiles.
It's also been recounted that June looked at the telegram, put it away in her apron pocket
and climbed the stairs where she locked herself in a back room.
Forget Me Not explores that time behind that closed door on that fateful winter night,
February 16, 1945.