my dear Sis, AzureEyes and Oset, too. The memories bridge many years of ups, downs, laughs, wierd noises that can wake one from a deep, teenaged slumber, to struttin' our stuff, tequila shots, melon balls, rides we had no right takin', oh, too many to capture in one mere sentence, but you know them all as fondly as I do....

May my warm wishes, thanks and thoughts be carried on the wings of that lil' bird, right to you.

I love ya, both! *HUGS*