Harriet S. Heritage

Harriet was my best friend growing up. I spent many nights at her house. Harriet spent the night at my house the night my father died. She was a special friend. We had a lot of fun together and I will always remember her fondly. I used to be so jealous when she and her family would go to Ocean City during the summers and I couldn't wait for her to come back home. The last time I saw Harriet was in 1989 when we came to Wenonah for mother's funeral. We sent Christmas cards with notes...