My fond memories of Jean Hill go back to the late 1950s when Lee Hogshead and I used to play together and Jean Hill would come over. We always enjoyed her and having her sick her dog, HeyBoy, on us. It still makes me smile to remember her smile and laugh which she always gave freely. I ran in to her again at the annual Christmas dances and as always it was a joy to see her. She will be missed but always remembered.