Jeanette Slade
We were not the best of friends. Heck, we didn't even meet each other until 2011, but we talked. When we were together at Dad's we talked. We shared women stuff. We shared Desi and Dad. You loved my brother as much as I do. You cherished him and you protected him, sometimes even from himself. That was our bond. You are and will continue to be missed. Your presence in our lives and your love will be honored by the ways those who love you continue to live. I know you are fishing. Every once in a while touch us on the shoulder, whisper quietly to remind us that you are saving us a place on the dock.