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Nancy J Addis

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My beautiful, talented, gifted sister lost the battle of her life on April 24 of 2012.

We were pals growing up; playing games, sharing secrets, attending afternoon movies in the 1930's, listening to Saturday morning radio shows for children, helping with limited household chores and swimming in the local city pool. In our young life, growing up in Kansas, we had wide open spaces to play hide and seek and occasionally find a burrow full of baby rabbits in the farmer's field next door. We attended the same schools at the same time through our college years.

Betty was not only my older sibling (by eighteen months), she was one of the greatest influences in my life. She served as my mentor and counselor as well as for other family members, giving generously of her time and knowledge. She had a wonderful dry sense of humor and adventurous ways that were with her to the end.

I admired Betty's ability to set goals, successfully reaching them one by one. I have tried to pattern my life after hers, falling far short of her intellect and strength.

I love and miss her however I know she is with me in spirit. The following poem speaks for my sister Betty.

Helen Lowrie Marshall

I'd like the memory of me
To be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an afterglow
Of smiles when day is done.

I'd like to leave an echo
Whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times, and laughing times
and bright and sunny days.

I'd like the tears of those who grieve
To dry before the sun
Of happy memories I leave
Behind—When day is done.