My sister-in-law Candis told the most wonderful stories about her life. If she had written her autobiography, I would have been first in line to buy it.
So many stories: While a young girl Candis lived in South Africa with her diplomatic parents and attended an Episcopal girl’s school. I can see her now in her neatly tailored uniform and knee socks. Later as a young woman she and her family lived in Italy, which Candis loved so much. One of the many stories she told was coming home late from partying, in her little sports car, she arrived at home which was a gated community where diplomats lived. As the guard was raising the entrance bar shots rang out around Candis. She went home and never told her parents about the incident. She told stories about her girlfriends being let loose in Italy, including the time she and her friends invaded a local eatery and badgered the chef into giving them the recipes for their favorite foods. Saying ‘no’ to Candis was a non-starter.
Before and after Candis married Morris ‘Bud’ Jacobs we spent many a Christmas together at my sister’s house, this was between their many foreign assignments. What wonderful times we had. Although Bud didn’t know it at the time our whole family had our fingers crossed that Bud and Candis would get married! Yay!!!! And then things got interesting, including years later when their wonderful daughters Julia and Leigh were born, and now there is a whole new generation.
Once while doing genealogy research up popped a ship manifest that listed her parents, her brother, Candis (1 year old), and their grandmother arriving in the U.S. from Germany where Candis was born. Candis said that her parents were caught up in the diplomatic social whirl of their times, and she was basically raised by her grandmother, who according to Candis had the philosophy of letting the kids do whatever they wanted. That probably speaks to her independent nature.
If I could have chosen a sister – it would be Candis. My mother Evelyn Julia Carson adored her, and appreciated all the kindness, and love shown by Candis. Once, Bud and Candis invited Mom to visit them in Columbia, South America, where friends showered Mom with flowers for her birthday (instigated by Canids I’m sure). Mom talked about the room full of exotic flowers ‘just for her’ for many years.
I could write for hours about Candis. She was a unique, spirited, wonderful person, and I miss her. My condolences to Julia, Leigh, Bud, and her granddaughters.