Karen Rugg
Mary was one of my best friends and neighbors on Hickory Street in Whitney Point. We’d spend endless hours on the Potoczak driveway playing “red light, green light” and “Red Rover” and learning how to twirl batons from neighbor Julie Hill. We’d ramble through the pastures behind my house, ride our bikes downtown to get a treat, and walk through the creek looking for cool rocks. We lost touch after high school, but she was a big part of my growing up years. Find peace Mary and also a great small town out there in the beyond.
