How wonderful it is to see this picture of Peg as I remember her best!

I'm so blessed to have embraced and been embraced by Peg. I've always had a special place in my heart for Peg (my grandmother's namesake). Anytime I'd hear her voice on the phone (a distinct sound it is too, belonging only to her), I'd cheer right up! She always took time to ask how I was doing with a disarming sincerity and hear me out completely when I was on my gift-of-gab roll.

Her comebacks were short, sweet, honest, to the point and priceless. Like many have said before me, she had quite a sense of humor, and as I love to laugh, it was very hard to contain myself from guffawing so the whole office would wonder what in the world...LOL

She would often share a story about her own life, just to demonstrate that there's very little I felt or experienced that she herself hadn't at sometime felt or experienced, in short, that I wasn't alone.

I shudder to think how long it's been since I've seen Peg. I regret this. However, what I do remember about the last time was that she had me in her home, among her eclectic collections and vibrant colors, that'd we'd just come from the Naval Academy and that she was incredibly humble and self effacing regarding her health challenges, smoothing away ones concern for her.

I always holding onto Peg a little longer... Always wrapping the little lady up in my bear hugs, always happy to do whatever she needed of me, whenever she called were it in my power, because that's the power Peg had over me!

I love you, Peg. I'm blessed to love you, Peg! I feel you now, Peg. Say hello to Peggy for me, will ya?

My sincerest condolences to you, her beloved family, and family of friends! Love, Scotti