My great Aunt Miriam was certifiable. We used to have the best time at her home, having tea parties and playing with her large collection of china dolls. She didn’t have much money, but took out a lot of cash loans to get hundreds of tea sets. She used to have long conversations with herself, but as kids we never realized that wasn’t normal. She welcomed us with open arms and always had large platters of cookies whenever we went over. I think they eventually took her to a home for the mentally disabled, but my cousins and I agreed she was our favorite Aunt.