I will never forget how I met your family Beth. Our yards backed up to each other. Also, when the 1974 tornado went through Xenia. I went running to your house with Eric wrapped in a blanket telling your parents I was told to get in the basement. One of the worse fears I have ever had. Your dad sitting in his big chair watching a cowboy show. Told me there ain’t nothin’ happenin’ and he was going to watch his show. Your mom, you and Frankie and I went to the basement. Jackie. Was delivering the gazette. We weren’t down there very long and your dad came down as the front window blew out where he was sitting. Afterwards we walked down the street only to find Jackie running to us. Scared but ok. We stayed at your place for a few sprays because your dad had a generator so we could cook and have lights. I love you all and so thankful we have stayed friends all these years.