Myrtle Gallagher

I met Myrtle a few times through Frank, her husband. Frank volunteered for a dozen years at my workplace. He was a poet and a gentleman, and he spoke often and fondly of his Myrtle. The few times I met her, I found that she was a perfect and patient partner for his gentle teasing. The last time I saw her was at Frank's funeral about 10 years ago.

May you find peace, Myrtle, and enjoy your reunion with Frank. Give him a squeeze for me.

Fondly,
Anmarie Pearson