My mother, Judy’s Aunt Georgia, often called herself “skinny as a rail.” Georgia was the tiniest and thinnest in her family. Judy was the thinnest in hers, so when Judy got engaged, her Aunt Georgia decided to sew her the kind of wedding gown that Georgia didn’t have when she got married, and to fit it properly on that thin body. The two of them spent hours over months around Georgia’s dining room table, with Judy being measured head to toe and trying on what Georgia cut and sewed. That dress ended up being a beautiful, long flowing, traditional wedding gown, with both of them smiling from ear to ear on that final fit. I will always remember Judy’s smile wherever she was. That smile lit up a room.