Mrs Wilson was such a part of my growing up years in Merrick. I remember so often going over her house to help feed Jeffrey or David the Junket she always gave them. She and my mom were close neighbors and Mr. Wilson used to take my daddy to the RR station in ,,, a Studebaker if I remember correctly.
I will always remember her calling me her little neighbor and she was fond of me because I was the little girl next door who spent a lot of time at her house and she liked being around a little girl I think.
Boots as the grown up neighbors called her will always be remembered with great admiration for being so strong and a little lady I looked up to as a child. Rest in peace Mrs Wilson and may your sons in heaven, and your husband and your dad that I remember, Mr Naponen greet you with loving arms...
