I'll echo my sister Karen's memorial. I meant to write this months ago and just stumbled across Karen's email. I just wanted to say that Angie was a great friend to us through our high school and college years, and afterwards. I'll always remember 2 road trips in particular: We were riding around with Angie and decided on a whim to drive down to Memphis from Farmington. I'd never been there before, but Angie was up for a trip anytime. Then, one year after spring break Angie drove me the 9 hours to get back to my college in Minnesota (though it took less than 9 hours with Angie driving :-)

Angie was a kind, always generous friend. And she was passionate about working for justice. I'm so sorry to hear about her death and I pray blessings on her memory.

When I think of what Angie meant to me and my family, nothing better describes how much we loved and respected her than saying she was a true, loyal friend. She was the one who taught us how to drive a stick shift using HER car although we did a number on the gears. She was the one who volunteered to drive hours to take us back to college, or pick us up, or just do any road trip. She was the one who drew little comic books as gifts that were so funny and personal. She was the one who listened and stood by for us. She was the one who checked in and made it a point to not go too long without a call. She was the one who let us know through actions what it means to be a friend. But Angie was no push over (OK, maybe with her dogs....).  She was incredibly smart, dedicated and worked hard for the causes she cared for and in her work. She pushed me to think about things, to reconsider issues, to expand my knowledge. But she also could communicate with anyone, make them feel comfortable (such as my parents) even if they may not see eye-to-eye on some things.  Truly a gift to be both passionate and yet gentle.

Angie--I'm so sorry that I could not tell you these things and for being out of touch for so long. Your friendship was a gift for me and for my family. I miss you and will treasure you forever.

Law school graduation in May of 1996.

You told me that when I got a job with the Federal Defender's Office not to reveal your nickname to any of your colleagues because you did not want to get ridiculed for it.  You were always revered by your family, friends, and colleagues as an outstanding attorney who gave her all for what she believed in.  It would not have mattered what name you went by.  I agreed and kept that promise, until now. Sorry, but the cat's out of the bag. To your family you always were, and always will be, Punky.      

Living without you Punky is the absolute worst; however every day I become more proud to be your sister.  You have done, seen and experienced so much in your 49 years.  My sons love you and respect you; so grateful you were in their lives.  Your friends adored you, and share how wonderful you are, it's nice to hear.  Your boys miss you, but doing well.   This says "share a story"  I just don't know where to begin.  Your laugh made us smile, and can't remember too many times you didn't.
One of my favorite memories will be you on Franklins tractor helping around the yard when you were between jobs living with us.  You was not afraid to try anything.