I think of you often and remember the good things you did for me while you were my supervisor. Working for you was like being in family. We celebrated birthdays with cakes and gifts. Christmas we drew names and enjoyed the holidays. Thanksgiving was one big feast cooked by all of us. No one in Durham ate better on that day. After you retired we became friends and I miss talking with you. There are a lot of things I would love to tell you about but I guess I will have to wait until I get to Heaven. I know you are happy and healthy and Jesus is taking good care of you. Miss you and love you for all the times you helped me.