Marti Casey
As a young teen, my friends mother’s felt like my mother too and this is no exception. I’m of an age when you called your friends parents Mr and Mrs and that’s how I will always think of her, Mrs. Best. She was a kind, warm and welcoming woman who always made people comfortable. I can only imagine the beautiful reunion she must be having with her loving husband and daughter. Always much love to Vernesa, you’re so lucky to have been raised by such a sweet woman. I love you.




