I suspected that my recent visit to see her would be the final one. I was right. The last of a generation of von Goebens passed away today. I’ve known my Aunt Jeanne since I was a little girl and I just loved her. She collected antiques and dressed with style. She was calm, cool and collected. She had an open door policy. She always took the high road.
When I visited her in February, in her little apartment in Cincinnati, she had whittled her possessions down to the most important, and she kept quite a collection of family pictures. They were treasures to her. We sat in her living room and poured over them, laughing and remembering all the von Goebens whom we have loved.
I used my iphone to take some shots of the old pictures we looked through. And as of today, these pictures have now become my own treasures.
Bye Aunt Jeanne. I love you.