Aunt Selma

By David W. McMillan

             Her smile was as wide as her face. They all had false teeth, but when Aunt Selma smiled, she would risk her teeth falling out because she loved joy more than discretion. I loved Aunt Selma and her humor - but I loved her most because she loved me so. Each time I was with her she would tell me a story about something I said or did. When I was three years old, I can remember her telling stories about David. Of course, I loved her creating such a legend and keeping it alive.

            Aunt Selma was widowed as a young woman (or what seems young to me now). Mother told me that Hipop & Bobobbie invited Aunt Selma to join them in whatever social occasions Arkadelphia offered. Aunt Selma was always at Aunt Margie's. Mother said that Hipop enjoyed Aunt Selma and was eager to have her accompany them. Knowing Aunt Selma, this is not surprising. It is a tribute to her good nature and sensitivity that she was welcome everywhere.

            Aunt Selma represents many miracles. How did she raise two boys alone in the depression? How did she have such "joie de vivre" with her crippled leg and the constant pain that often put her flat on her back? What was the source of the deep well of laughter that was always wherever she was? Where did those Angel food cakes come from for everybody's birthday and for all family occasions? And dammit, where are they now?