To Betty's family who I also became quite fond of. Fond of watching you all rally and gather around Betty during her time at the Bird House. I always knew when I came into her room she would look up at me with that sweet smile and those piercing beautiful eyes. Those eyes showed me her spirit. And Duane, you helped us so much around the house, mowing, tending to the pond, bringing that special hosta plant that has been part of your family for years. And Deb, the best potato soup I've had in a long time which let me have a memory of my own father who taught me how to make it as a child. You all exampled your love to her and to one another. Felt like through thick and thin. Thank you for letting me step into your lives at such an important time in Betty's and yours. Barb
