Date Honored: August 2009
The sound of a 68 mustang roaring to life in a cloud of blue-white smoke,
A little girl on her hands and knees nibbling grass with the horses,
Long red hair blowing in the wind as she rides bareback across an Idaho field.
Gentle hands as they cradle a kitten.
A loving wife, mother, sister and daughter, trusted friend.
Tough on the outside, soft on the inside.
A fighter to the very end. This was our Lisa. We will miss her.