My dear Ruth, I was 4 years old the first time I saw you on your porch talking to me because I was on my tricycle in the road because Hurricane Carla had come into Houston, and I was going up and down the street to see the crawdads in the ditch. We might have met before that time, but I will always see her standing at the door being so sweet to me and making sure I was OK, as she did her whole life,She always made me feel special, She was the best cook, would whip up anything for you without even asking her to do it! She would just start taking items out of the pantry or refrigerator and start cooking away! Will miss her kind words and beautiful heart.
So beautiful inside and out...
Terry Adams Winkler