R.I.P. My Aunt Sharon. My memory of my aunt is when Kristen and Julie and myself were younger and My Aunt Sharon opened her door to let me live there for an entire year. I had such a great time with Kris, Julie, and Chip. Aunt Sharon took care of me as if I was her own daughter. I loved her for that. She was one of the most caring woman out there. I can see where my Mom got it from. Must have been a Sommers’s thing.