Dale was my cousin , and only 8 months older than me. I will miss our conversations and the memories we shared.
One in particular was when we were about 4 years old, standing in front of Grandma’s house with our ice cream cones. Suddenly a dog ran up and nipped my hand as it grabbed my cone. As I stood crying, Dale bit the dog, and it turned and nipped her too. There’s a picture of the two of us with bandages wrapped around our hands.
Dale was fearless then and the same through out her life as she accomplished so much.
I will always love my cousin Dale….
Jacki