Nancy Forcey
Lani, When I think of your mom, I see her big smile. I see her on skis, riding a bike, playing tennis, training Springer. I think of the AWESOME lunches she made for you that I always tried to mooch and you generously shared. I think of our mutual affection for the subaru Forester. :) I think of the stories you told about learning how to drive stick on the hills of your neighborhood. I think of the sleepovers at your house, your mom sitting at the kitchen table listening to our antics and smiling...
Wishing you a flood of happy memories. Love, Nancy
