Tribute

This is one of my favorite pictures from my wedding reception: Vaudene Field finishing a trip down the three-story twisty slide at The Magic House after a couple of margaritas with The Birthday Club (my mom's best friends).

And this is the way I always think of Vaudene: mouth open laughing. The memories are frequently accompanied by a twinge of pain, but it's remembered pain from laughing so hard my side hurts and my eyes stream.

Over the years memories of who gave which wedding presents begin to fade, but I still remember exactly which CDs Vaudene shared with Paul and me. My children won't know her, but they'll grow up with her music in their lives.

Peace.