Shirley,

I will miss you and all the pots of coffee drank on my porch while we fixed the world. The many times we would secretly sneak away just to talk and I would hold your hand and pray for you. I can't believe you are gone

I remember when me Shirley Jo were little I stayed the night we stayed up all night we were teasing her pop belly pig and we  make brownies that night we take watch scary movies her mom come say girls go bed .we pretend we going bed we go quiet...