Priscilla Robertson, do you know how I remember your birthday? It is a month, to the day, of another precious person in my life, my Aunt Cleo. You have meant the world to me. You are the closest to family that any friend has ever been to me. We have shared memories, good and bad. I will never forget that day that Roy came home telling me that he met a person from Hawkinsville in the Base Exchange in Lakenheath. then I remember when I first saw you there. who would have dreamed a friend, from Hawkinsville, would live at the opposite end of the block in Feltwell, England. I am recalling all our expierces. Remember the night, about 11:00, walking home to our house, a policeman was parked by the sidewalk. We had noticed anyone sitting in the car. As we became even with the car window, he said hello. I took off running and screaming all the way to our house, leaving Roy behind. I was a wreck in more ways than one. Roy and I love you. I hope this is one of many more special birthdays. Your friend always, Rhunae
Posted on: Thu, 07 Nov 2013 20:59:11 +0000