Tuesday, August 10, 2021
Thinking of Rita, I first hear her laughter and then see her smile. I never recall anything but a smile on her face, except when she was in the kitchen and then it was a face of serious concentration. It was evident to all how much she adored "her boys" and how in love she and Merrill were even decades on. I thought she was so much fun when we visited them in White Sands, NM in the late 50's or early 60's when we were all much younger and she encouraged us to run & play and seemed tickled by our chance to roll down dunes and get sandy, gritty, dirty, exhausted and delightedly topsy turvey, no worries for tidiness~ it was wonderful. She was full of life and such a nice person even to us little people. I can see the photos in my mind, wish I had them to share today.
