Mary F. Sharp

She was born three days before me in 1948. We grew up in the same neighborhood and attended the same public schools in Monterey Park/Montebello, California. We kept in touch throughout the remainder of our lives, first via occasional letters; then, via e-mail; and, finally, via texts she sent from her nursing home bed. She was a woman who crocheted the most lovely bags/purses and donated them to all she knew. I was afraid when I didn't receive a "Happy Thanksgiving" or a "Merry Christmas"...