I have a lot of stories, memories. One time we were at my grandmas house, and my grandma yelled my name from the kitchen. Chris laughed so hard. She thought my grandma said: YAAAMMY! so from then on, it was Hi Yams, thanks yammy.  We took driver's ED together, we drove the cars between cones, in the teachers parking lot. Classrooms could see us drive. When it was my turn to drive, Chris would always hit her brakes, (she had a break on the passenger side) so it would look like I couldn't drive at all. lol. we got our first real job together at the Porterhouse, shared Tolo's, homecomings, break ups, new boyfriends, happy times, sad times,  weddings, babies, funerals.  Remember when we went to the demolition derby in Great Falls, Montana. we all got sunburned real bad. I think that family gave us Vanilla? to put on our burn.  Chris went on vacation with us also, we went to Portland. We made friends with the housekeeper, she was about 1-2 years older than use. She invited us to the drive in movies.  Can't say anything more about that. lol. Cramming everyone into Mikes car, to go to the Aurora Drive In. Hanging out at Linda's house. Pony Kegs in the park. Farmers Pond. Swabbies, Maxi Coats, shag haircuts.  and of course the tractor story. Chris just had to start it. we got in so much trouble, oh my goodness. I know there is so much more. But I don't want to ramble on and on. I could, but I won't. I will hold these memories close to my heart. They are our stories and no one can take them away. you will always be my Best Friend, my bestie, my partner in crime. I love you Chris and I am going to miss you, terribly.  To my second family, the Evans. I send my love to you also. Don't forget about me. Hugs to you all. I am going to go cry now. Dang it. This is terrible,  Shoot.  Cry :(