Patty, So sorry to hear of your mother's passing. I will remember her as someone with a great sense of humor. I'll never forget a story from girl scout camp: There were hundreds of tiny frogs hopping about. We had the bright idea of catching as many as we could and putting them in the leader's tent (leaders being my mother, Becky, and Charlotte). The leaders entered the tent. A blood curdling scream ensued and a loud thump. Charlotte came out saying that my mother had fainted and hit her head. Overcome with guilt, we crept closer. Then came loud laughter from the leaders tent; the sound of my mother and Charlotte pulling a big joke back on us!