Monday, April 26, 2021
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I'm so happy I had a chance to visit with Hulda in the summer of 2018 with my cousin Gudi Kundt. She was always happy to have us come for a visit. She would make lunch, and always pack something for us to take home. Back when my mother Hilde Kundt was still alive, Hulda and her were best friends. That summer of 2018, Hulda was spry as can be; she still had planted a garden. She loved her cats, that kept her company. She also had a racoon that lived in her shed, that she'd feed from a bird feeder. She still had plenty of plants in her home too. Hulda you were a good friend to my family for many years, and your cheerful visits will be missed.
