May God bless you and your...
Sylvia and I met when I moved in next door to her. She would come over the house and sit and talk. When she worked outside, we talk at the fence for a long time, and she would play with my puppy. Whenever my dog would go out, Sylvia would stop what she was doing and come to the fence to play with her. We would laugh and talk about everything. She was always smiling and full of life and Happy. I will miss our talks and her sweet smile. RIP.
Debbie Tarman
February 27, 2026 | Friend


