I was her sister's Carole neighbor and for years I felt almost like another sister was visiting me as well as her sister. My trips to Florida with Carole and in particular the one with Carole, Louise and I flying down laughing pretty much most of the way but nothing like the evening at the Mexican restaurant that was within walking distance of Wayne and Hazel's home. Who started laughing I don't remember but I remember that I couldn't stop and every time I looked up at Hazel or one of the others started all over again--and we would all swear it wasn't the drinks. I am sure she is having a marvelous time now all free from the last few years and talking and laughing with her parents and all her siblings. What a get-together that must have been. Certainly one of the sweetest ladies I ever got to meet and enjoy her company.