Lucille Bachy

My mom sent me across the street to Mrs. Bachy´s house many, many times for a cup of sugar, a potato, vanilla, or whatever other ingredient my mom was short on in the moment. And they both would send over homemade goodies back and forth during the holidays. She was a wonderful, generous neighbor who always wore a smile. My family will miss her laugh. Our sincere sympathies. Love, The Krivda family