Mary my sister was a beautiful soft spoken woman. I’m going to miss her calls every Sunday to check on me and see how I was doing. I’ll always remember how she used to take care of us when our mom and dad were working and make us pizzas. She was the best cook ever I can remember when I was small and my allergies were really bad. I go outside and play and come inside and my eyes would be swollen. She would say Penny lay on the couch and she would give me a white cold cloth put over my eyes until the swelling went down and when I called her on Sundays and complain about the bad days I had ,she would always say and even though I’m not a witness Penny pray to Jehovah things will get better you’ll see and before we hung up on our call I would say Mary I love you and miss you and she says, but I love you more. Thank you for being my sister. I’m going to miss you more.