Viola Mae Bray

A dedicated lady to her job; A bright soul that bright joy to everyone she touched everyday. My fondest memory of her was her gladiolas that she awaited each spring. I know she is watering them as we speak.

Viola worked for me in the late 80s in a couple buildings. She brought a message of joy to everyone she touched. As winter waned each year there was a gleam in her eye at the thought of seeing her gladiolus bloom in the spring.