Glenda was my best friend throughout all of my life.

One of my first memories is of us sitting in the cow pasture at our grandparent's farm blowing dandelion fluff at each other and laughing. We were the same age and would scream with delight when one of us saw the other ones car drive up the lane to the farmhouse.

We started dance lessons at 2…little Shirley Temples in the making. Our Mothers were very close and very talented. They sewed our beautiful dance costumes and encouraged us to practice by singing and dancing with us. They both sacrificed so much  so we could have these lessons with the best teacher in Dallas at the time.

When Glenda was 9 or maybe 10 her Mom, Vera,…Aunt V to me, died of breast cancer changing her young life forever. Somehow even through all the years of bouncing around and living with various family members and even in an orphanage for a while she managed to keep her sense of self and was the same cousin I had always loved to be with.

She lived at our grandparent's farm for her last year or two of high school and soon adapted to that new normal. She fit right in and was very popular with the “country kids”, never copped a “city girl” attitude and learned some pretty neat stuff herself. She was the most beautiful girl for miles around!

When she graduated and came back to Dallas to get a job - Wow! The city girl was back! She fit right in again. She bought beautiful clothes had lots of friends and quite the social life. Her biggest worry was what new shade of nail polish to buy. Not Kidding!

I could go on forever.

I loved her,

Tootie

Oh, also she could dive and was a really good swimmer.