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Edna Lois Nelson was born November 4th, 1928, to [[John William Nelson (1886-1981)|John William Nelson]] and [[Electa Coltrin]].

Her mother was very overprotective of her, and she spent her entire life never living on her own., and she never married

She had quite a few hobbies that she used to fill her time, including crocheting, doing crosswords and other puzzles, and reading the paper,  as well as watching TV.

She was a sport statistics fanatic, and could rattle off name and dates concerning football.

In about ____, she contracted breast cancer and had to have a unilateral mastectomy.

She passed away February 20th, 1993.

== Personal Memories/Anecdotes ==
'''John Elliott''' 

* I remember her as a constant presence on our trips to Mathis as a child. After her mastectomy, my dad had a talk with me in the car on the way to their house concerning it, and explaining to me in a way I could understand what happened, and that I needed to be sure not to stare. At that point I don't think his telling me about it made a difference, except that it made me aware of a condition I probably would have been oblivious to in the first place. Where I likely would have not noticed anything, I instead spent that visit stealing glances from across the room or around the corner, when I thought no one could see me, trying to figure out which breast had been removed. In the end, the clothing she wore made it so I couldn't tell anything was different.
* Aunt Edna made me a clown throw rug when I was a child, that had a 3D head. I have seen one photo in the family collection of it - I'm almost sure it was a Christmas present. I got rid of it in my early teens, during a "throwing away childish things" purges. I so wish I still had it. 
* I had my own phone line in my room when Aunt Edna died. My phone rang the morning of February 21st, 1993 - it was my grandmother on the line. My first thought was that she was calling to wish me a happy birthday, but she had forgotten the date, as my birthday was on the 22nd. Instead she had forgotten/didn't have the main home phone number, and thought my number was the main number for the house. Very strange having to let my dad know he had a phone call in my room. I never did get a happy birthday greeting from her that year. 

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