Karen Larsen

Karen was my best friend as a small girl. We had great times together. I remember listening to "the Old Philosopher" on her's and Diane's little 45 rpm record player. Dora's crusty laugh at that one was great. We had sleep overs and raided Dora's garden for peas or we got jello and ate it right out of the package. When we got older, I would visit in the summer. We would ride old Chance around the orchard or make Chef BoyArdee pizza from the box and watch Johnny Carson. I remember Tip the...

Condolences on the loss of your family member. We here at Wild Birds Unlimited will miss Karen. It seems like she was just in. She was always a welcome visitor in the shop, and we enjoyed her. I'll send up a thought for her the next time I see a bird at my feeder.