by Kay Heitsch
When I was in the 9th grade I lived with my Aunt Carmel and Uncle Fred in Grand Rapids, Michigan. In the winter Grand Rapids is cold and has a lot of snow.
Aunt Carmel liked to keep us busy doing fun things in the winter. We went sledding a lot and we also enjoyed ice skating.
As nature would have it Aunt Carmel was prematurely grey. At the time she had decided not to color her hair, even though she was only in her 30's.
One day we were all ice skating when some boys started to chase us around on the ice. They would grab our hats and take off with them. Aunt Carmel looked like one of us with her hat on. However, when these boys grabbed her hat and saw the grey hair they stopped cold.
I'll never forget the look in their faces as they apologized over and over. I smile every time I think of this funny story.
Aunt Carmel is in her 80's now and guess what? She colors her hair now and it's light brown, not grey.
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