I remember well the day June was born as well as the day she 'left'. And, in between all those 68 years all the special memory making times we shared - those memories that now offer a hug of comfort. As all of you, we shared many special times over the years - garage sale hopping and having our own; riding the ferry to Washington Island, trying to convince each other we weren't going to sink; the bonfires Wade always attended to, and of course the s'mores; ice skating on the pond-never fear, June bought extra skates at garage skates so no excuse for not having skates; more than once people referencing June as my daughter, or me as her mother! I'm only 9 yrs. older-she loved it! On our last 'field trip' together she seemed to delight in 'helping' me get acquainted with the Ames Public Library, and then on our last afternoon together, even though she was experiencing difficulty breathing she insisted we keep working the puzzle to help keep her 'mind on other things', as we shared one last pepsi together. Even in her frustrating health limitations she made the best of every day. She was the pillar even when sometimes she in fact needed someone to lean on. Here's to one special sister, my pillar, my friend-June!