I do most of my thinking about the past at night, when I should be sleeping but can’t seem to do so. A couple of nights ago, I was thinking about my Aunt Esther Carr.

The daughter of a Baptist preacher, Aunt Esther was sort of a foster mother to my father, even though she was probably no more than 10 or 11 years older than he. And in later years, she often took care of me during my growing-up years.

Marie Beth Jones is a member and former chairwoman of the Brazoria County Historical Commission. Contact her at 979-849-5467 or 1mbjones@newwave.com.

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