RIP Auntie. Fondly I recall numerous moments... particularly first grade and your driving me to school and your coaching the high school basketball girl's team and Barbara McFadden, your star player and boy crush for Barbara. I fondly recall those priceless stories of that and them and that priced rocking horse I rec'd from you and Uncle. I cherished that horse as if it was part of my soul and spirit. Thanks, too, for all those GI Joe's. Every Christmas a new one including that special one that talked and said his name and serial number countless times and in battle he would say "Hit the dirt!"
Your Light is now an eternal path that enlightens me. I smile believing and knowing truly in my heart you are with them--my rock, our beloved-John & Queen Pearson...
When I hear Aretha Franklin's song, "Until You Come Back to Me" I hear your voice and think of you all the time . . .