I visited your grave today and looking at the fishing rod I couldn't help remembering all the fishing trips you took with Gene and the boys you loved to fish but never did enough of it.The smelts are up and when we where small you always use to take us down the river smelting we would get bags of them mom hated because she had to cook them all. I think about the time when mom made a stew and you wanted to put the rabbit in it that Gene had given you and mom said "NO WAY ARE YOU PUTTING THAT IN MY STEW" so as soon as she went in the room you and Gene stuck it down under the vegetables she was not happy when she found out, but you guys swore you didn't do a thing.The thing I miss the most is not seeing you in your blue chair, as I drove by the old house I can still picture you there. Sometime like the other day I forgot for a moment that thinks have changes I almost told Gene that I was going to up to see mom and dad , then just like that it came to me everything has changed then I had this empty feeling in my stomach , and I wonder when will it go away or does it , well got to go . Love Judy