The first time I met Evelyn and Chuck, I was probably about 19. I was at the house on LeBreton, picking up Donalee, because we were going out somewhere. I came from a house with one other sibling, and my brother left home at 16 when I was 12. So it was a pretty quiet place to live.
Donalee told me to sit on the couch in the living room -- which as it turned out, was definitely the best view for what was to come. People arriving and leaving, yelling "maw" occasionally for answers to whatever... Chuck came in and kept me company for awhile, chatting and asking some questions. It was a hive of activity. Evelyn came out from the kitchen to ask if we were eating, was I hungry?.. Donalee popped up and said no we were going out, and off we went.
It went through my mind that staying right where I was on the couch could quite possibly be the best part of my evening... just watching this huge family, the seeming chaos, the laughter, and Evelyn. Evelyn just took it all in. It was evident that trying to get answers from her busy kids about dinner, was quite a task, but she took it on because she loved them and knew that partly they were just putting her on. I have no idea who all stayed for dinner that first night, or whether she was relieved that we were going out, but my impression of her was that it wouldn't matter. She would just "add some water to the stew". I thought at that point how lucky Donalee was to have a big family. Rest in Peace Evelyn.