My mother's sisterJeanOwen was perhaps the loveliest person I've ever known - gentle, kind and gracious. When our daughters were little we spent a Christmas season in Montreal, and I remember AuntieJeansaying she would make a "Christmas Pie" for a special lunch. We had no idea what this would be, though later I realised I had seen AuntieJeanknitting unobtrusively for a while ... Anyway, on the lunch table was a cake-shaped decoration made of cardboard and paper, with ribbons radiating from it, each going to a place with a child's name attached. When they were told to, each child slowly pulled the ribbon, and drew from inside the pie a little gift. The girls each got a tiny doll with knitted nightie and sleeping bag. That was typical of AuntieJean's thoughtfulness. She was a good cook too, but that's another story.