Nancy Siddens
It has been many, many years - but I have always had extremely fond memories of Mr. and Mrs. Dalzell. I regret not knowing of Mr. Dalzell's passing until now. Mrs. Dalzell rescued me when I was struck on the head by a piece of cinderblock from the house next door (which was under construction.) I remember ringing the doorbell...she saw my now red shirt, hustled me inside and called my mother. Our parents had great times together. And now they will again. My sincerest sympathy is extended to you Sanda. You were always such an elegant, blonde icon to me. We were fortunate to have lived in Belleair then and known you all. I can see your dad over at the Indian Rocks Beach house talking with my aunt and uncle. I was in awe of him. A wonderful man....