Even though I am unable to be there, please know that my heart is with you all as you mourn, and come together to reminisce about, our precious Pammie Gail. I do not remember my life without her in it -- she was one of my first very best friends, and when we were old enough to trot out the road by ourselves, Majorie and Milligan's home became our second home. As with any best friend, you want to spend as much time with them as possible and many of our days, and nights, were spent in the living room of the old family home, listening to music and playing solid gold dancer's -- Pam was always the best judge! And that laugh -- oh that precious laugh when we would start to argue over who's dance was best or who got to dance to what song. And never a word from the boys about us playing their favourite records, or a stern word from Marjorie or Milligan to keep the noise down - we were always so welcomed (thank you all for that as you don't realize how precious that is until later in life). Then as we got older, we started to bring our school friends into our group - we wanted everyone to know our buddy Pam. I remember that glint in her eye when we would all be sitting around her on the floor talking about some secret (oh the stories and secrets she was privy to) -- enough for a lifetime of cherished memories. My heart broke on Sunday when I got the call that I thought (hoped) I would never receive -- but somehow my heart can only smile and overflow with love in knowing that I have been blessed to have known one of the very best. Thank you Pammie for allowing, and accepting, me as your friend -- it's a title I wear like a badge of honour. Kettle Cove has lost its brightest light, but rest assured her sparkle is in everyone who was fortunate enough to have known her. RIP Pammie - you will never be forgotten as our memories are etched in my heart forever. ox
