Aunt Bea is one of the sweetest women in the whole wide world. She used to baby sit me when my parents would go to society events with "Doogi" Harriman Kennedy and "Rory" Elizabeth Katherine Kennedy. I remember one time Aunt Bea fell on me drunk, again, when she hallucinated the roof was caving in. Another time she told me demons would get me through the keyholes if I didn't give her the money out of mom's purse when she was sleeping because mommy was a "prick." She used to make me laugh and laugh when she said she would pimp me out to biker gangs in Mexico if she could get away with it. One time she even showed me her secret tattoo that ran from her ankle all the way up to her ear she called "Sal." I didn't always like doing the "rum is like candy" game and I think I might have been a little too young when she taught me how to cut nasal spray speed with baby powder to sell to the "vatos" who would drop by her tool shed house, but I knew she loved me. I'm glad she's out of prison and is on tribe.net now (does she have to register as a sex offender here too?). I love you Aunt Bea! Just please respect the restraining order and stop saying you'll shoot me in the face once your trigger finger grows back.

Aunt Bea's awesomeness is well beyond the limits of language. She makes me crave bowling and MGD...

It really must be carved in stone someplace as to what a gift to tribe our dear Aunt Bea is. In her tribes there cohabitates tribal personalities whom in other tribes would set each other on fire and jump off cliffs together. I would hope those in our esteemed Aunt Bea's private circle regularly sacrifice small tributes in her honor. And I know this made her blush.

Our Dear
Aunt Bea
moderates one'a
tha most
consistently active
tribes
ov
miscreants,
malcontents,
mysanthropes,
lovers,
an' fools.
Aunt Bea's stamina an' wit
have inspired
a dedicated membership,
who can weather
tha pissiest
ov
hissy-fits
imagined
layin' inna
gutter.
Aunt Bea
haz won tha
hearts
ov very big
trolls
who without hesitation
will bite
tha heads
of any
foolish enough
ta ever
mess
wit'
tha
Bea.

Make no mistake:
This woman is a classically trained kanoun player, a master of literally dozens of ancient languages, and a skilled commando in the mold of the world's most ruthless and unstoppable killers-for-justice. Yes: she is nice. Very much so. However. *Mind your Ps and Qs* because with little more than a foot of reach and a small scrap of paper she can break parts of you you didn't even know you *had*. Don't mess around.

Auntie Bea is Auntie Bea.
A caring heart combined with a saucy mind with a tad bit of weird stirred in for to keep you on you toes.
She's someone who can put up with all the stuff she puts up with and bake chocolate chip cookies for her guests and maintain her dignity, most of the time.
I hide under her porch and I love it there. I get to hear all the gossip.
A Friend of mine.
'Nuf said.

What a wonderful person this woman is. Speaks from the heart, not intimidated to tell it like it is and yet so full of love for others! I love her. She has been an inspiration ever since I came to tribe and stumbled into her. A great role model to keep it true and don't lose yourself on tribe. Live life to the fullest, don't hurt others and believe. ♥ I can't wait to meet her someday. blessed is this woman!

I'll chime in with applause for Aunt Bea. She holds a special place in my heart. Her posts are humorous, and her love shines through her words. And she is not limited by humor either. When she wants to she can type a post with a straight forward answer. Never any fluff, her words are always worth reading. Cheers to you Aunt Bea!

Aunt Bea, she's fun, she's warm and fuzzy, she's funny and she's immortal. More hats than Ascot, able to leap buildings in a single bound, she's my kinda woman !

She rocks !

She's a woman of many hats, all of them quite fetching, really...

I haven't figured out yet if she's the most sapient and well-formed alt on tribe.net, or just the singularly coolest lady on the internet...although I'm leaning towards the both of 'em.

thank you, i am happy to be on her friends list. she gave me a warm welcome

Oh, my Aunt Bea......what a joy, she's naughtier than you think. She can bake a pie, twinkle in 'er eye...but, I thinks she may pillage wit da best....Souer Admiral Bounty the Red.

Aunt Bea knows all about your bad habits, and while she may not advise you against them, she will surely have some sound pointers about your technique. (She can also tell you how to remove the messy stains from your bedsheets, if you are brave enough to ask.)

Always accept her warmest arggggh, as there are few things in life that are more genuinely satisfying.

Aunt Bea is everything you could ask for in a friend: someone who's kind and funny, understanding of your shortcomings, sarcastic at all the right moments and sympathetic when need be. She's become a sort of tribe icon and likes to try to blame me for setting her up in that cool tribe, but really it's her amazing personality that keeps the folks coming back. Her comedic nature and down to earth practicality can't be beat when you need advice on any subject!

I am so incredibly proud to be able to say I have met the woman behind Aunt Bea in real life and am very honored to call her friend. She is just what she seems to be on tribe, except I didn't see her wear pearls, not even once. Even so, with Aunt Bea, what you see is what you get. A kindhearted little spitfire - the woman formerly known as "h."

An Ode to Sweet Aunt Bea

Aunt Bea..Aunt Bea....where art thou, Aunt Bea??
Are'st you in the garden amongst the birds and bees?
Or are'st you at the beach with Gin, amongst the sand and fleas???
Or are'st you in dear Mayberry where time stands on it's own?
With tribal friends that love you so, thou canst be far alone.

Aunt Bea is a genuine soul, better than pie or dumplings.
And when a question doth arise, Aunt Bea's voice is something.
Her wisdom is wise. Her smile so smiley.
Her hairdo ever-changing, sometimes a little wildly.
Her outfits so stylish. Her kindness, so kind.

Aunt Bea, please,
don't ever, ever leave Tribe.
If you do, then be'est forewarned,
as your fans surely wouldest die.

Despite the fact that Aunt Bea died in 1989 she still has a wicked sense of humor(hey didn't "wicked" as a slang term die in 1989 too!) and excellent taste in clothes. And even though she won't let me borrow her collection of Candies I still love her.