She couldn't stand it after Dad died. They were made for each other.

She was very vivacious. She was a lot of fun.

As a kid, I could remember she'd take her knitting to the movies. She could just knit in the dark.

She didn't believe in fake flowers. That was a no-no.

She and my dad were great gardeners. They always had gardens. It was fantastic.

She was the glue who held us all together.