I met Lee Ann when we were 12 years old in 7th grade at the school across the street from her house, Jackson Jr. High. We have remained friends all these years frequently lunching, listening to music, taking guitar lessons, and talking about dogs and cars. I loved her Aunt Jo, who watched out for us when were were silly teenagers. Her dad would take us to the hardware store. Her lovely mother, Mary Don, prepared wonderful meals at their lake house. Lee Ann was always full of life and laughter. Rest with Jesus now. You have been a good daughter, niece, and friend.