Where to begin, my childhood, I guess. Summers in Minnesota seeing Grandparents, Aunt's and Uncle. Wink's laugh was contagious and regular. How does someone exude so much joy. Always looked forward to her visits to our home. The warm hug that greeted us at the airport, and the tearful goodbyes upon her departure. But you could always call just to chat or bend her ear, asking for support or insightful information. We had some great talks, no rules, no boundaries. Recently, we spoke about how you can't pick your family but you can pick your friends. We both agreed, how lucky we were to have such great friends in our family. I love and miss you my great friend Winnie. Love, Joe