Aug. 23,1948- Sept. 23,2009Vickster. That was my nickname for her. She was a hippy at heart and an amazing cook who made the best chili, spaghetti sauce and broccoli salad. She had about 3 too many cats but you would never know it, her house was always so clean. She loved to dance in her living room and especially loved it when people were silly around her. She never judged a book by its cover and always gave people the benefit of the doubt. She wasn't the best at keeping secrets but you somehow found yourself telling her everything. Thanksgiving was her holiday. It won't be the same without her.
We miss and love you, Vicki.
And, as she would say: "Peace, love and granola."
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