Isabella Mcfarlin
We really only met once I believe, I remember her coming up to meet me on the street in this very energetic and friendly way. I think my mother and I had lunch with her, her mother was her first cousin, a few years older.
She was very fond of her cousin, who was called Judy at the time I met her, and spoke of her often.
We spoke, and after that we wrote letters back-and-forth for quite a while.
I did not know she had passed on, for some reason. I just found out now 2025. I certainly want to apologize to Jean and her family for not having kept close enough touch to know this. Maybe she and my mother are playing harps together in heaven, or causing some kind of mischief. I wouldn’t be surprised.