A L.
I remember back in late march, Aunt Glenda took us kids and my Grandma Becki and parents down to the cemetery down here in Phoenix. I grew up hearing all the stories about her and cherished every moment she came down to visit. I miss her laugh sometimes when she saw us do the goofiest things, like her watching my dad try to eat this spicy siracha sauce near the cemetery. She was such a kind soul and she will be missed dearly, holding her close to our hearts. Rest in peace. We will see you again soon.