Sharon L. Carmen

I know Sharon can't read this (or maybe she can, who knows), but I do know that we might get a harumph out of her about not leaving something behind. I'm not sure where else to put it. Aunt Sharon and I started exchanging letters and little trinkets shortly after I graduated high school. I traveled a fair bit, but she was busy watching over her neighborhood and town. Traveling wasn't something she could do, so I would send her postcards. When I was home I would write letters updating her on...

I remember Sharon taking Keith and some of us neighborhood kids to the stock car races always had a good time. My sympathy to the Carmen family.