Back in 1978 a blonde little girl came up to another blonde little girl sitting in the grass between their 2 homes.
“Whatcha ya doing?”
“Watching the big kids play volleyball.”
That was the start of a long friendship of Oreo sharing ( I ate the cream and she the cookie), clothes twinning, tree climbing friendship. In the early years we where completely inseparable. Sarah would come over when I was grounded (which was a lot) and we would spend hours throwing stuff animals from my window down to her and then using a rope to bring them up the 2 stories just to go right back down. Just so we could spend time together and play.
We had our ups and downs but she has always been in my heart and I love her so. May your soul finally rest, my beautiful, heart and soul of any party, friend.
Remember Sarah Slack 