I've seen a lot of my old aunties on this tour, but for one I was too late. My Tante Maria (Aunt Mary), my father's youngest sister, died on June 22. I'm sad she's gone but glad she had the freedom to choose when she left us - not many countries will let you do that. She had been ill for a long time and her prognosis wasn't good. Tante Maria, may you rest in peace.