My Friend

Joyce was and still is my very best friend. We were like sisters and I will miss being able to call her and be with her; I look forward to a grand reunion in the years to come.

We spent many happy hours together during the years we knew each other either at her home or mine, shopping, a movie, Yosemite over Memorial Day, Relief Society functions, etc. Oh and how about those hilarious evenings playing Mexican Train. I think the first time I played that game was at the Jensens in Parowan. Joyce and Ray invited me to go with them on one of their visits. Even though I am single I have never felt out of place with the Andersons or any of my other married friends.

I remember one year at Yosemite Joyce and Ray brought a little pink bike with them. I always had three or four of my grandchildren with me and this particular year Caralee's daughter Marisa was there. She learned to ride a bike on that pink bike. I have a cute picture of her with her helmet on standing by the bike. Marisa is now 25, oh how fast the years go by. I am trying to remember how long Joyce and I have been friends. It must be over 20 years.

There are so many memories there would not be room enough to write them all. I just want to say thank you to Joyce and her family for always making me feel a part of their family and especially this past week.

With Love,

Karen Wade