Della Bechen
Dottie, I will always miss you. It was fun growing up with you. You were always, more or less, the leader. I especially remember one Christmas Eve when Daddy should have won an academy award. You could not sleep, and it was midnight. You were in bed and Daddy pretended to be Santa and carried on a conversation with himself. He told Santa you were asleep and we're good. As soon as he pretended Santa left you bolted out of bed to see what you got. Oh, how we laughed over the years about that Christmas Eve. I am praying for you Dottie. I really enjoyed your visits here to South Dakota and enjoyed seeing you. I know you also liked to visit the Casino too. You will always be in my heart. There will be an emptiness in my heart now and it will not be the same for me and Etta. Please tell Mom and Dad I miss them too and someday we will be together again. Love, Irene

