As the youngest sister and youngest cousin in the family, I was the easy target to be tormented.   Being so close in age to Julie, she was the master!

We would spend a week in December with the cousins as my parents went to Yosemite.  Ken, Julie, Mary and I would walk down to the train tracks and put pennies on the tracks for the train to run over.  They told me that if I did not put my penny just right on the track, the train would fall off.  I would sit waiting for the train and when it came, I would get so nervous that my penny was going to make it “fall off the tracks!”

Another story involved Julie and my cousin Mary.  My grandfather passed away prior to my parents getting married.  My grandmother lived alone in San Francisco and had a basement garage.  In her garage were 2 steamer trunks tucked in a dark corner along the wall with the stairs.  We would play in the garage and I would see the trunks.  Julie and Mary asked me one day if I wanted to know what was in the trunks.  “Of course” I said.  And they responded that grandpa was in one of the trunks and that I could not tell anyone!   After that I hated going into the garage. We stopped playing in the garage and I had forgotten about what they said. Not until my grandmother’s death and we were cleaning out the garage did I see the trunks again.  I remember my aunt opening them and I was so afraid that grandpa might actually be in the trunk!

I will miss my sister dearly. I will remember the happy moments and cherish the times we spent together. I hope that she is at peace.

I lived just around the corner from the Freeds, Julie and my daughter were best buddies for yrs, her parents, Ed and Pat were our best friends.  I haven't seen Julie in yrs, but have such fond memories or her and family.

She has gone home to be with our creator,  am sure she will be missed, but God must have more special plans for her.

I send you love, and blessings in this time of great sorry.

Bonnie Hash- Struthers

Los Banos was a very small town when I lived there.  Not much to do but work and play softball.  So needless to say after a day or two you knew or saw everyone that lived there.  One day while I was at Circle K and saw this chick come in and get a slush.  We passed each other and smiled.  I saw her get in her black jeep and drive off.  I asked one of my friends who had grown up there who this girl was.  She didn't know.  In the days to come I would see and pass this black jeep and there would be a wave and a smile exchanged.  While standing outside a store talking to my friend, again I saw the black jeep drive by and said "that's her"!   My friend again said that she had no idea who she was.  So the week continued and on Friday it was so damn hot we decided to quit work early.  On the way home I was sitting at a stop sign and what do I see?  the black jeep 2 cars ahead of me!  this is just too many times seeing her so I motioned to her to pull over.  She did and we talked and went out that night.  It turned out that she was working there for the week and when I saw her the last time she was about to leave town.  Although we hae only been married 14 years we have been together almost 22 years.  She is missed by all that knew her.