An aunt and her niece

That’s my sister September on the left, and on the right is my mother’s youngest sister Lori. Growing up people always thought they were twins, and even still the resemblance is striking. The whole Boone clan has gathered for Granny’s funeral, and after spending a few hours with all of them yesterday my Southern accent has returned and Jon can’t understand a single word that comes out of my mouth. I also have an uncontrollable urge to tease both the front and back of my hair.