Rusty said:
I have this image in my mind of her funeral service...
and all six pallbearers sitting on the casket to get it closed!
Well I did something I don't normally do under such circumstances but this time I was just too curious not too so I did as Rusty said above and followed the links he suggested.
Ms Doda didn't have anything on my 2nd wife, she was a 38 to 38+ "G" and skinny as a rail everywhere else but she had nothing on my Great Aunt Myrtle even if she did have to have custom made bras.
My Great Aunt Myrtle was a big but not gross Cherokee gal that had a chest you Would Not believe!!!!

Aunt Myrtle might have worn a bra when she was younger but since she was my grandmother's sister I doubt that she ever did, even if she could have found them in her size.
I learned a year or so ago that my grandmother never wore underwear and everyone knew that Aunt Myrtle didn't, seems that the old Cherokee girls didn't like anything that was binding, and Aunt Myrtle wasn't what anyone considered modest at all.
When everyone gathered in my grandpa and grandma's huge kitchen Aunt Myrtle would set in the old straight backed kitchen chairs and never bothered to keep herself in any degree or modicum of what is considered decent.
Aunt Myrtle was a great source of embarrassment to young men just entering puberty and beyond if they weren't used to her strange custom's.
Her innocent actions even bothered me for a time, but once you've seen something a few times it just becomes part of the scenery and is hardly noticed at all.
I will always miss my Aunt Myrtle, may the Gods rest her soul and her star journey be all she dreamed it could be.
She had a heart as big as everything else she had and often rolled my Prince Albert cigarettes before I finally learned to do it for myself. We had many a long talk and she really helped me through some rough periods of my life.
Aunt Myrtle buried about 8 husbands I think, I know it was a lot.
She loved her men and was as good and faithful a woman as any man could ever ask for.
I could really tell some stories about my Aunt Myrtle and one of my cuz's husband that wasn't used to her and her unmodest ways.
I can still turn Leroy red just by mentioning her name!
