Auntie Auleta Makes a Stop in Gibraltar


I can't read the date on the postmark -- 1948? 1958? 1968? I'm guessing 1958, since that's about the time Auleta & Eddie were living in France, and I think my grandmother died in 1964, so this couldn't be 1968.
My Auntie Auleta had a big influence on my life -- in fact, I wouldn't have finished college had it not been for her nudging -- "There is nothing wrong at all with being a waitress, but you are going to get so bored with it, if you aren't all ready."
She lived in France for several years when I was a young child, and that was my first exposure to the wide world outside of our small town.
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