Can hardly wait for your next Aunt Bett story. I'm just down the road a piece in Hopkins County (St. Charles). Your Aunt Bett sounds a lot like my Great-grandmother (Mamaw). I just loved going to her house. She just lived 2 doors over so I was there a lot. Her yard was huge and oh! the flowers and plants.. I also remember my mother digging in her garden of red sage with a tablespoon. Guess that's where I got my love for gardening. It's in my jeans (genes).
When I was little and went to church I had to sit beside my grandmother and laughter in church was a big no no , so I know where your're coming from. My biggest problem was staying awake.