Wednesday, February 2, 2022
When we first moved into our neighborhood more than 17 years ago, Carol was the first one at our door. She had a plate of cookies in her hand and an invitation to join her at church the following Sunday. She loved our children as if they were her own grandchildren and always wanted the best for all of us. I'm thankful that her painful journey on this earth is over and that she is dancing with Jesus and all of the loves ones (including her dogs) that went before her. Jill Bair and Family
