I remember when Angie lived on Hawkins Dr. Right next to the school we went to. We had some great times in that house and in the field next to the house where we played football, and baseball. I will never forget the night she had the bright idea of sneaking out of the house after Rose and Ray had went to bed. I told her we were going to get caught and that Ma Rose was going to kill us dead....lol....she decided that we should go through the bathroom window and that window was verrrrryyyyyyy small, I told her that we were going to get stuck, we were small ourselves then (it was high school) we watched our figures then....lol...so she decided that it would work, so through the window she went and it was taking her along time to get out on the other side, so I asked "what's taking you so long"...she busted out laughing, I told her to shut up before she woke up Rose.  I asked her again what was taking her so long, she was still laughing, she said "I'm stuck" I said you're WHAT? She said I'm stuck, and started laughing again....She said try and pull me back, so I did and low and behold she was stuck...lol...she could go out and she couldn't come back in.....I thought I was going to die laughing....we laughed so hard....then she yelled at me to try and pull her back in again. Still no luck, after alot of pulling and twisting she finally got unstuck...we decided that it was a bad idea and went back to bed....lol....Then there was this time that me, her and Linda went out one night and we decided that we were bored just riding up and down Dabney Dr, so we decided to get a friend of ours to get us something to drink....bad idea.....lol....we drank a fifth of Jack Daniels between the three of us....we had a ball, we were hanging out the windows yelling at people all up and down Dabney Dr. Then it was time to take Linda home and then Angie and I went back to her house, I was spending the night....we thought that Rose was in the bed because all the lights were out, we were very quiet  (as a mouse) but not quiet enough, we tipped toed through the kitchen and headed down the hall to her room, we were almost safe....the light flipped on in the living room and like to scarred us sober.....lol...Rose was sitting on the couch, she said so you two know that you're late? We said yes, sorry we're going to bed now...she said no you're not come in here and have a seat....we were scared out of our skin...we went in the living room and sat down, she said have you two been drinking....Angie said "who us" Rose said yes you...we knew that we were caught so we said yes, she lit into us, I thought she was going to kill us.....she threaten to tell my parents, I beg her not to....she told us that if we ever came home like that again, she'd beat both of us black and blue, and she would have too. Then there was this time that Ma Rose caught Angie smoking, I'll never forget the look on her face when Rose made her smoke a pack of cigarettes and a cigar, she was as green as could be.....lol...but I don't think she ever let Rose catch her smoking again....lol....we had some crazy times, but some good times......I miss those days when we were carefree and young....but stupid sometimes....when I got married the first time, she got so mad at me because she couldn't stand the guy I was marrying and he didn't like her either....I should have taken that as a warning....she could see what I couldn't...I wish I'd listen to her......but we all make mistakes and most of us learn from them.....But the proudest I've ever seen Angie was the day she had Christopher....he was a beautiful baby.....and she loved him so much, and she was proud to be his mom.....I haven't seen Christopher in years now but Rose tells me that he has grown up to be a very handsome young man, it's hard to believe that he's grown now...time goes by so fast.....I know that she would be proud of him and she would tell him so if she were here. I remember the day my mom called me at work and told me that she had passed away, it broke my heart into a thousand pieces, all I could do was cry, I was so upset that I had to leave work....I just couldn't believe that my best friend who I'd known all most all of my life was gone, I'd never get to see her smiling face again or get to talk to her....life is so unfair sometimes, but my parents always taught me never to question God..and I try not to but sometimes it's hard not to. She was so young and so much of her life still left to live, things she would never get to do, never get to see, or say.....The day she died, she took a piece of my heart with her that can never be filled.....

The first time I met Angie we were at our first day of kindergarden. We went to the Old Henderson school in South Henderson, for the first year, then they built L.B. Yancey grade school over on Hawkins Dr. She and I took to each other from day one, she was the sister I never had. Our friendship grew from there. We were always at one anothers house, we were like two people glued together..lol..We went almost everywhere together. She spent the night with me and I spent the night with her. We were always up to "no good" as Mama Rose (Angie's mom) would call it. We were inseparable. As time went on, we became friends with Angie Mann, and Linda Ayscue, Jamie Partin, Jay Grissom, and Chris Johnson we were like 7 peas in a pod. We hung out at my aunts house on Hickory st most of the time, she had a huge Magnolia tree with these huge branches low to the ground. We use to see who could climb to the top the fastest. Angie, Jamie, Linda and I were tomboys, if the guys could do it then we didn't see why we couldn't either. We played baseball together, went swimming together, and had the most fun on my trampoline, and in my swimming pool. As we grew more and got into High School, we all made a pak together that we would never try to date someone that one of us was dating, our friendship meant more to us than any boy ever could. We were sisters, and sisters looked after each other. Angie was the fisty one of us all, you didn't want to make her mad, you wouldn't like her much if you did. And you didn't mess with any of the rest of us, because she would get you then to. If I ever had a problem she was always there to listen and give her opinion whether you wanted it or not, and she wouldn't sugar coat it either. We were friends for all of 25 years. She was my childhood friend, and she was my friend period. We had an argument and didn't speak for a few months or so, but just before she died she was working for Dr. Dorrance (the chiropractor) on dabney dr, and I had hurt my back and had to go see him, and there she was. She was the one who helped me through my therapy, we talked and apologized to each other, and kept in touch, I knew something was wrong with her and that something was going on with her but she just wouldn't open up and talk about it. She passed away on November 29, 2001, and to this day I still think that it was God working to have us makeup before she died. I have always believed that and I still do to this day. I miss my friend so much, I think of her everyday, and thank God that we were able to put aside our differences and become the friends we had always been. There are times I wish I could just talk to her one more time and tell her I Loved Her, I know she knew it but I'd still like to tell her again. God has a purpose for everything, and everything has a purpose, we may not always understand the reason, but he does. My prayer is that God has her safely in his arms, that she's not hurting anymore and she is resting peacefully with God. Rose if you're reading this, I know this for a fact, Angela loved you, her dad and her brother, and christopher. Don't ever doubt that, things happen, things get said but I know in my heart that she loved you with all of hers.