Youngest and last living child of Mintry Muse, Geneva Feemster knows something about the ties that are formed in a family...especially when you grow up in a household with four older brothers and you're the only girl in the family. I grew up hearing stories of how as a young man, my father enjoyed going to dances.  At the time, there weren't many places in the vicinity of Marshall, VA for young black folk to socialize...to do so, you had to travel more than a few miles.  Aunt Geneva also wanted to join in the fun. But, realizing she was too young to participate, she'd hide in the back of the car, before Ambrose left, but waited until he arrived at the dance hall venue, a number of miles and long drive later, before revealing she had taken the ride with him. At this point, Ambrose would have to turn around and take her back home. To say he was irritated was probably the understatement of the century.  Good story, funny story. But, a story that manifested itself a generation later because as the only daughter of Ambrose, whenever I annoyed him, he would always get our names mixed up and call me Geneva and vice-versa, call her Linda.  Moral to this story...despite the moments unique to growing up in a family with significant age differences, the brother sister bond remained strong throughout the years, as was the case with her other brothers. They were a close- knit family unit and looked out for one another.  The legacy of "being there" for one another is a tradition we should all aspire to continue in good times or bad.  Geneva carries on the tradition of being the listening ear, the mentor, the point of reference on family unit history for the generations of Mintry and Marie Muse descendants.   We thank you.