Even though life is only a breeze in time, yours was special. You were like a warm spring breeze full of colors, and the sweet smell of the flowers. And everyone loves a spring morning the same way we all love you, like that warm breeze you bring walking past our window with your smile. Aunt Mae you know how much I love you. I can't express my sorrow enough. I will miss our long Sunday night talks. My whole family " Christie, Bobby jr. Kenny and Marti will miss you. While Bobby is in Afghanistan, please watch over him. I know his heart is broken. You were his favorite aunt. He would smile every time he saw that picture of you pointing your finger with that look on your face. It ment Run For Cover.......... we all miss you, and will be thinking of you every day. We love you Aunt Mae.