I've only met Sandra once, in person, but have known her for years. She was a best friend to Tracy. We met to spread some ashes near Cafe du Monde in New Orleans.
When Tracy would speak with Sandra, which, frankly, went on for hours, Tracy's laughter would ring out across the house. They discussed everything and anything. And when she was fine, text would come and report the latest, always smiling. That was the gift Sandra gave her - good humor. And now I have a part of the same thing. Thanks Sandra.
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