Bea was my best friend. We were born 7 days apart. I could not drink breast milk so my mother, her Aunt Dot, feed her. She was always happy. I admired her because she was so outgoing & I was shy. In our later years, I would travel from Texas to Miss. & we would sit on her front porch, drink coffee, she would smoke, & we would talk about the old days & laugh & talk & laugh & talk. Now, I am so lonely because I lost my best friend.
My sympathy to Kenneth, her boys, and her grandchildren. She was very dear to me being my only sibling. We talked by almost every day. She will always be in my heart.❤️🙏