I went to my aunt's funeral today. She was just short of 86. It was interesting to see everyone praying, except for my siblings and I, 5 of us just looking around at the deceived. It was strange to hear her described by so many as devout but full of life as well. We hung out a lot together when I was in my 20's and she was the girl you did NOT take home to meet the family . Funny to see how peoples perception of us changes as we age. It's like they forget or can't see us as the wild rule breakers that we were.