It's funny, I couldn't remember how I met Christy, until yesterday. It was Home Economics with Mrs. Reed. Not long after we met, she was home bound recovering from an injury to her leg. I don't remember the details, but I do remember that when it happened, we became good pen pals. She and I would write everyday, and again I don't remember who the messenger was, but I was excited each day to read how she was doing. How "boy crazy" we both were! Her over Kirk and me, at the time, it was Troy Foster. She was such a sweet spirited person willing to give you the coat off her back. I remember how we called her the "blonde" of the group for her silliness, but we all knew she was smarter than all of us put together. I still have yet to pull out my memory box. I know that I'm not ready to do that yet.