Sandra Kay Grey

Sandy is a dear friend from first grade. Though living far apart, we made contact as often as we could in KC. We were truly pals. We did everything together. It was always great to stay overnight with her as we enjoyed our attic play times. She is very special to me.

Sandy was always our "young and fun" Aunt. I have too many great memories of her to be able to share them all, but I will always remember and cherish how she tried to talk me into being her flower girl at her wedding. I think I was 4 at the time, and I still remember everything she and my mother said to get me to do it. I still turned her down. At her wedding, I also recall looking down at the dress I was wearing and tugging on my mother's sleeve to inform her, "My dress is the same color...