What can I say about Angie? I have been trying to think of a really funny story that I can tell, but my mind is flooded with random memories of this amazing woman. I first met Angie when I arrived in Portugal in 1993. When I returned from Portugal I eventually came back to work with AIM and got to know Angie even better. We moved in together and I ended up ditching her about a year later and moving to Illinois. Here are some of the memories that come to mind about Angie.
Denipipe loved you Angie. Remember how she would always take your stuff out the doggie door into the backyard?
I remember one time I came home from donating plasma and you told me that I looked cute. We couldn’t figure out what was different then you said…”It’s your arms, I don’t think I’ve ever seen them before.” (I wore long sleeves a lot)
Poor Poor Pitiful Me
Do you remember The Giving Tree? I hauled those trees around Russia…London…Ireland…and finally Texas.
When I moved to Illinois you were so supportive. That was such a hard time, but your support helped me do what I felt I needed to do.
When you found out I was back in Lubbock you sent me a “care package”. It was so good for my spirit. I still listen to the cd’s that you made me.
I do remember the Thanksgiving when my dad prayed for “what’s-her-name” to have a safe trip home.
The Grand Canyon! You had a goal that was very important to you and I wasn’t leaving your side until you reached it. That was such a beautiful place and so good for my heart.
Anywhere you go…smiles follow. You are a wonderful woman and I respect you greatly. Your acceptance of people is such an example for me.
I love you Angie and I pray you find some encouragement here on BASE.
So what is your favorite thing about Angie? Your favorite memory? Favorite story? She’ll be sittin’ in the hot seat for the next few days…let’s not leave her there alone.