My Aunt Junie was the only Brown relative who lived near us (in Casper) when I was growing up. She was young, tall and lovely – a teacher at my grammar school. Her best friend was my teacher in 4th grade. June used to come out to have dinners with us to enjoy Anna’s great cooking. Like all the Brown girls, she could always make us laugh, although she was more reserved & soft-spoken. The thing I remember most was her ability to focus, to listen intently and take us kids seriously – a trait that Grandma Brown did as well. Some times we’d go over to June’s house in downtown Casper where I would stay with her rambunctious boys while Anna & June would go shopping. They were so energetic – running around and hiding and getting into mischief, that it was more like they were watching me instead of my “babysitting” them. I told June once that I wished I had little brothers too and she just looked at me with that famous smile and hugged me. I’m so glad that she lived such a long time so that she could be with us at weddings and birthdays – like my Dad’s 90th in 1997. And, of course so that she could get to know her grandchildren as they grew up. June, like me, and so many other of her sisters & brothers lost a child before his time. That pain never leaves you because it’s not the way things are meant to be. June was a stalwart survivor in a crazy world and dealt with more pain than most of us. I truly loved her and she will be missed. Joanne French Jacka