When I hear the "raw blues", I will think of her. When I eat a homemade meal or sip a warm cup of coffee, I will think of her. When I meet a feisty strong, but loving woman, I will think of her. When I see the beauty in nature, I will think of her. Each year at this time, as the season turns to fall and the wind sweeps by, I will think of her. Linda, we miss you and cherish the time we had with you. Thank you for sharing so much of your soul with those that knew you. "funk soul sister", I'll never forget you.
She paved a road that showed us her courage and beauty, but most of all, her generous heart that never seemed to stop giving...... When I get moved and settled, I will plant a tree in her honor.