Who could possibly do this alone?

On packing up a beloved aunt's home, thoughts about "being a burden" and why family is the best insurance policy of all

Last week I had the pleasure of spending a week with my 78-year-old aunt, Paula, at her home in the northwest suburbs of Chicago.

Aunt Paula with her unspeakably cool 60’s ‘do, holding my sister Kathreen, Chicago circa 1967

Aunt Paula has lived in the Chicago area for as long as I can remember. When I was young, she and my uncle Jim lived in a three-flat…