A year Barbie wow, my touch stone, a little lost. I ride by Mike's everyday and see your car, first I think good she's down here and then I remember. First Pat, then my Bert and you. Real difficult not having you here to talk too. My solace is your all together probably camping like the old days! (Not too so sure if I like that!) Every time I hear "Your Song" I cry thinking of us and our crazy, fun younger years! Miss you dearly my friend, always.