YVONNE RUBY COTE

Years ago, I admired Yvonne for her gentle, lady like qualities. She and her husband Gilles, seemed like movie stars, yet were at home on their church pew, along with the menagerie of the rest of us.

We sang in the choir together, and we visited at church functions. Then I learned that she was the mother of one of my dear friends! No wonder my Arlene was such a special and competent woman.

Now she has gone on ahead, but what fun it will be to greet her again in our...