I have several favorite memories of her.

One was a day when I'd worked and worked in her-- mostly half bent-over-- just killing my back. So I stretched out in the cot, pushed and pulled pillows to suit (with my feet), and enjoyed the sun warming the interior plus the breezes drifting thru. My fone happened to be close enuf to the wifi router to enjoy a wonderful radio program about the melange of music we call 'Brazilian'. I was still in there long after the back pain quit, when Hardi came home and pulled in beside us. "Whatcha up to?" "Not much!" And out I came, ready to pick up that clergyspouse stuff!

~Susan