In late Summer of 2008, after the usual weekend shenanigans on Grand, Rosie and Cary were just getting back to Tulsa when I called Rosie in a panic. Just minutes before that call Fred had fallen backwards off our old (dry docked) boat onto pavement. He landed with his left hand out. Our girls ages 9 & 13 were at our house on Grand but we were several miles away and this was not your average fracture. Going back to get them was just not an option. Without question, the Smiths turned around and went all the way back to get our Amanda and Lexi.
How fortunate we were to have such goodfriends! “Aunt Rosie” wouldnt leave alone 🥰 that night. So many memories! Miss you Rosie❤️