Wednesday, September 12, 2018
Debbie and I worked together and became good friends when I lived in Milwaukee. When I moved back to Mississippi, Debbie was the only friend that I really kept in touch with. Whenever I would go back to Milwaukee to visit, Debbie would let me stay at her house even though I had relatives and other friends there. One time when I went to visit, Debbie had already scheduled to go out of town and she was leaving the same day that I would be arriving and she would not be coming back home until after I had left. Debbie, being the friend that she was, offered me her house and car for the weekend. She told me where she left the keys for me and all I had to do was put them back in the same place when I got ready to leave. Now, I call that a REAL FRIEND. I am really going to miss her. She will always be my friend. Rest on Debbie. I love you.