Aunt Becky got me through a *lot* of hard times in high school; there were times I considered giving up.

Yet there was Aunt Becky, ready every morning at 6:00 AM, ready for our coffee chats accompanied by breakfast (usually mandarin orang...

After a big dinner (and small ones too), Becky would often asked, "is there cake?".  Usually there was not cake, but one day I couldn't wait for her to ask the question because I actually had cake!  Of course that day she ask...