I remember we had all gone to California, and was at Disneyland. We were standing in line to go on a ride, when he turned around and looked me straight in the eyes, and said you know why I don't call you Aunt Ronnie? I looked down at him, which didn't happen for very much longer and said no I don't. He say because technically your not my Aunt. I said your right and he turned back around and we made our way to the ride. His Aunt Marilyn and I had been partners since he was an infant. He always referred to me as he when he spoke of his Aunt Marilyn and Ronnie and we had to correct him many times. Aaron never once treated me any different than his Aunt and was loving in everyway to me. He just didn't call me Aunt Ronnie but in my heart he will always be my newphew. I love you Aaron and miss you.
Love your (not) Aunt Ronnie
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