When you have known and loved someone for over 65 years, you have lots of memories
So much of my life has connections with Judy and her family.
When Judy arrived in Seattle, I was in high school. She was enough older than me that I looked up to her and valued her knowledge of life
We spent a lot of time together, even before I had my license, she would come and take me on adventures and even a road trip
She helped me to get that driver's license and I am pretty sure it was with her lavender Malibu.
When Al came into the picture, it was an exciting time for both of us. I was delighted to stand up with her as a bride's maid.
Darrell and I tied the knot in 1971 and Al and Judy both stood up with us
Our families spent many hours together. The Cantrell home was close to the meeting room and close to our house. And the door was always open
I cannot count the times we dropped by after gospel meeting and had treats and played a game or two.
A few "camping trips I would like to forget... just saying the Cantrell's know now to camp, they taught the ropes to our kids
I could trust her with my good times and hard ones. And she knew her sharing was safe with me. I appreciated her by my side at gatherings, and she would often tell me, " don't let me say the wrong thing" Judy never said anything, ever, to hurt me.
Our friendship was rare and secure.
I could drop by without notice and always greeted with a smile and coffee...usually more, like a piece of her delicious pie.
I would often come by on my way to or from Bartell's. One time they had dinner guests around the table, and she just added another chair for me.
She had gifts beyond the kitchen. Many pieces of furniture have been recovered and revived by Judy and Al. We also have scripture on our walls that she designed with her lovely calligraphy style.
Her handwriting was beautiful.
We had a few garage sales together...always involving a trip to the Dairy Queen for reinforcements
Our families grew up together and are still friends
Many birthdays were spent together. Maybe two years ago, Eleanor brought Judy over to celebrate. She was not feeling strong enough to get out of the car. We brought out some T V trays, made soup, and had a very memorable party in the driveway.
Many more memories could be shared, but enough to say
I have been blessed by a real and special friendship... no secret... I have received condolences from friends who knew how much Judy meant to me.
My last visit was just before she was "lifted up to Jesus"... She was at the Valley Hospital.. I had brought her my cherry cake. She said,
" Al loves this, but I am going to fight him for it".
We laughed. The room was busy as I did not stay long... I kissed her forehead and said
"I'll see you in my dreams" I was not ready to say good bye...
And I am saying now.... there is going to be a meeting, a meeting in the air... and we shall never have to say goodbye, ever.
I live an exciting life
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