Pamela was one of my good friends at North Side. On the weekend she died, Joan Houser and I were planning to visit her in Toledo where her family had moved after high school. I will always remember what a nice person she was. It still seems unfair that she never had a chance to experience all the stages of life that I have. I named my daughter, Pamela, in honor of her, and still put flowers on her grave in Greenlawn Memorial Park. Anita Medsker
I also twirled with Pam and thought of her as a great friend. I visited her parents both in Fort Wayne and out of state and with both my husbands. I visit her grave yearly and started putting flowers on her grave after her mother entered a nursing home. I miss her and think about her often. She was a bright, sweet girl who was never able to fulfill her potential.
I remember making pizza at your parents house and laughing until we cried at the mess we had made. Your father and my father worked together at Dana Corp. and I played golf with your dad at the Elks Lodge golf course. You were such a kind and sweet young lady who was taken from us to soon. May the Angles kiss you for all of the kindness you gave each of us who new you.
Anita L. Medsker
Pamela was one of my good friends at North Side. On the weekend she died, Joan Houser and I were planning to visit her in Toledo where her family had moved after high school. I will always remember what a nice person she was. It still seems unfair that she never had a chance to experience all the stages of life that I have. I named my daughter, Pamela, in honor of her, and still put flowers on her grave in Greenlawn Memorial Park. Anita Medsker
Helen M. Hallien (Laws)
I also twirled with Pam and thought of her as a great friend. I visited her parents both in Fort Wayne and out of state and with both my husbands. I visit her grave yearly and started putting flowers on her grave after her mother entered a nursing home. I miss her and think about her often. She was a bright, sweet girl who was never able to fulfill her potential.
Scott W. Pitser
I remember making pizza at your parents house and laughing until we cried at the mess we had made. Your father and my father worked together at Dana Corp. and I played golf with your dad at the Elks Lodge golf course. You were such a kind and sweet young lady who was taken from us to soon. May the Angles kiss you for all of the kindness you gave each of us who new you.
Scottie Pitser