Marsha Achermann

Marsha was a good and true friend of mine and we spent many hours visiting on the phone, and when we were both in better health, at the Montana Cafe in Darby. She always was telling about her family and how proud she was of them. I was always amazed at how strong and determined she was, and would work through her pain and effects of her treatments. Her talent at making beautiful items out of fabric and scraps of material was something to behold. I met her years ago when she was selling...