I'm not sure how old I was when I figured out that Clarence and Lucille weren't biologically related to us. I think one of my brother's didn't figure it out until he was a teenager. They were just always there...for family events and in family stories.
My grandmother recently sent me this. A set of pillowcases with tatted edging that Lucille made.
It's something I'll treasure.
My grandmother also sent me some quince. I poached some of it and then made a yogurt cake (I used oat flour and whole wheat) with quince and blackberries. Rather than stir the fruit into the batter, I placed it on the top of the cake before baking. Worked much better this way...