Beth Wilkins Benham
I met Mary and Vicki when my father lived in Brookstone. Mom had not been gone very long; I still miss her daily. One day, as the two sisters were sitting outside, I said hello and asked them for a hug. Both happily accepted. Mary always had the best hugs. She smelled of Avon and reminded me of both my mother and grandmother. I enjoyed my quick visits with them each week and never passed up the opportunity to get a hug from them. We worshipped regularly on Sundays and enjoyed the songs the pastor led for us. Mary and Vicki will always have a very special place in my heart and my memories. Thank you.
