May God bless you and your...
Dru, I hope you get this message. You were my best friend for a long long time. We grew up on a hill where we climbed an Indian mound and would sled down it too. We dug for bones and arrowheads. We would play in the cornfield. We would fight like brothers and sisters, so much that our mothers would forbid us to play together. I always won those fights because you said your mother told you that you were not allowed to hit girls. I remember rolling you down the hill in my backyard like you were...
Nancy Conroy Merrill
March 12, 2021 | Friend