Judy Duffy
I miss you, Sylvia. I will miss your hilarious one liners, your canned goodies, your wealth of local history, stories of your childhood, watching stray kittens with you outside your door, eating crabs all afternoon, you riding up front with Mister talking about country music, us plotting to jump on the neighbors' trampoline "one of these days", talking about how good God is, and all the many, precious hugs. Mister and I love you and miss you terribly. Save us a seat, sweet friend.

