My Father built our first home next door to Sue and her family around 1954 on 37th St. The Cantrells were among my best friends. We jumped in mud puddles, played jump rope, hid from storms in their shelter and bought sodas across the street. I miss that time with Sue and her family. Very wonder-full memories. I lost track long ago, but not the memories. Hope you are in Heaven lookiing down with an enormous smile, dear Sue.
Steve Hopkins
My Father built our first home next door to Sue and her family around 1954 on 37th St. The Cantrells were among my best friends. We jumped in mud puddles, played jump rope, hid from storms in their shelter and bought sodas across the street. I miss that time with Sue and her family. Very wonder-full memories. I lost track long ago, but not the memories. Hope you are in Heaven lookiing down with an enormous smile, dear Sue.