Wednesday, April 27, 2022
Vick, I remember the first time I met you, probably around 1975 or 6. We clicked right away, maybe because we were both loud, but we lost touch for a few years until I found out you were my nieces Aunt. You are the angel now, Vick, spread your wings and fly high. May you rest in peace and we will continue to educate down here. Save me a seat at the Foosball table, I'm sure you're still kicking ass. Sleep with the angels, Vicki.A candle was lit
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