Thank you, Peggy! Your words bring tears to my eyes. How could it be that they are not still there, tending to their garden, cooking up a storm, my mom talking your ear off, my mother on the phone asking me how my husband is doing but never thinking to ask how I am doing (!!)…just the way she was. And I miss them terribly, too. So glad you got them as neighbors. They both thought the world of you and Doug and your daughters!

Your mom would be outside watering her roses. She had the best flowers in the neighborhood and always had a word of advice on how to take care of them. When I had knee surgery, she spent two weeks bringing a warm lunch over for me. She told me Charlie made her, but I think she enjoyed talking to me about her family and the places she lived. Boy, did I get an ear full! After an hour of talking, she would get up, wash the dishes and go home. I loved her visits.

Doug and I miss them and know it’s not every day you are lucky to have such loving neighbors. We thought of them as family.