Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Beatrice became a new friend for me when she moved to Mountain Lea Lodge. She was in the room with my mother-in-law, Frances Crowell, until September. I visited Beatrice several times after Frances died. Beatrice is one of the sweetest persons I have ever met. I would have loved to have known her twenty-five years ago. My life was blessed when I met Beatrice.
