Carol Peterson and I grew up a few doors down from each other. She was one of my earliest childhood friends. I wish I'd been a better friend to her through the years. I fondly remember teaching her to ride my bike when we were five. I also loved to go to her house to swing in her backyard. Her father had built a very sturdy swing set and we could swing as high as we pleased without worrying about it tipping over. I attended Carol's funeral in January 2006.

Colleen Conley