A Luminaria in memory of

Myrtle Hunter

My grandma died when I was young. She battled cancer twice. One specific memory I have of her battle is that her hair WAS black and straight and after her treatment grew back in red and curly! That was super cool! She lived in a farmhouse where my Dad grew up and she always let me play and explore - even in the dirty coal cellar where they stored fuel for the heater. There is a certain "windmill cookie" that smells like her house did! Everytime I see them, I buy them :)