I have so many memories of Emily and Colleen. Memories of them coming to our house after school, rummaging for food, talking about the days events, laughing. I remember the dances and the dresses and the pictures. Emily bravely let Colleen color her hair beach blonde. (I think her mother took her somewhere to get it fixed after that). Emily was very easy to talk to and seemed very comfortable with us. I noticed that the first time Emily slept over at our house. She woke up before Colleen and I asked her if she was hungry. She said yes and I made her some french toast. We talked while I made it and Emily well she ate alot. And I thought wow! a teenage girl who isn’t afraid to talk to her friend’s mother or to accept food. I knew I was going to like her right away. Emily slept at our house many times and we always enjoyed her presence. Half the time our house would be a mess but it never seemed to bother Emily. She was like a part of the family. I remember thinking when the girls were in high school how glad I was that they were friends because they had a beautiful friendship. When Colleen went off to college it was comforting to know that Colleen and Emily would be going to the same college. I remember Emily’s laugh. It lit up the room. And I agree with her father, I don’t think she ever took a bad picture.