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“It’s such an illusion,” Newman, 32, said of the home where she, her mother and her aunts all grew up.

“Instead of getting that $5 latte, maybe your aunt made a pot of coffee.”

“My own favorite,” Buddy tells us, “was a cold banana pudding—a guarded recipe of the ancient aunt” who took her secret to the grave.

I spoke to a woman at a conference whose aunt had placed Post-it notes on all her valuable items noting what she had paid for each and to whom it should go after she died.

But she traveled to Tokyo in 1941 to care for a sick aunt, with disastrous timing.