Beverly and Carolyn, it was Harold's and my good fortune to have your parents as neighbors and my especially good fortune to know Helen through nursing. She used to set up a breakfast of PCH former co-workers during some of my Greencastle visits. One of our most hilarious get-togethers was with Emma Smedley, Mildred Barker, Helen and I at a luncheon where my little dog (illegally in the restaurant) escaped from her carrier under the table and trotted right past the waitress. The laughs continued at our last 2 visits the week before her death. I will miss her.