Maryjo Faith Morgan
Lynda flew by herself to come visit me in Colorado. She loved seeing the mountains and would mention them in our comings and goings. She also got a kick out of a nearby dairy farm, and the way the curious calves would come up to the fence. We talked about how much we loved going to Cow Tail Bar near where we grew up in NJ for Ice Cream and cow watching. That visit was a delightful gabfest. Lynda remains one of my life’s greatest gifts.
