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




