Thursday, September 3, 2015
Dear Doug & Family, So sorry to learn of Sandi's passing. Thirty-nine years ago I was making cookies with my Beehive class for an elderly neighbor when my body started to shake .I had systemic scleroderma. Holly was in my class, and called Sandi . She was at my door in a minute. It seems to me she brought Jill to finish the project while she took me to the doctor's office. Against my protests, she took me across the street to St. Mark's hospital as per Dr.'s orders. He said it was a matter of life & death. It was July, two months short of my 41st birthday. In a week-and-a-half I will be eighty. Four months prior to that, I was told my life was almost over. I'm so thankful Sandi wouldn't take me home that day, but made me do what the Dr. said.A few weeks ago I got out a picture of her & I at my 70th B.D. party & told myself that I need to call her, but got involved in visits to hospitals where my brother's widow & my cousin are in the last stages of life. I have a wall-hanging in my den that Sandi gave me that has a flower pot and it says "It takes a long time to grow old friends". I would have been at the funeral today, but I live in St. George & was afraid to drive that far alone at my age. Marlene & Katherine couldn't get off work to take me, but send their condolences, as do John & Phyllis who live in California.Mark also sends his love. Talked to all of them last night.It wasn't 'til then that I decided not to come up. The forecast was for high winds today. All my love to the family, Sheila
