I still think of Jolee fondly and I only lived Next door and knew her when I was that little 1st grader in the yellow shirt… she was so kind, and funny and silly. And In retrospect she was so sweet to have treated me like a friend instead of just the little neighbor girl she babysat from time to time. When I was pregnant last year Jolee was at the top of my ‘girl names’ list (before I knew I would have a boy) I still remember writing her notes and giving them to her in the rope and pulley basket she had hanging from her bedroom window. I remember drawing in her room with her and giggling as I slipped a silly drawing under Billy’s room door across the hall. She was a truly special soul I’m blessed and honored to have been in contact with.
I still think of Jolee fondly and I only lived Next door and knew her when I was that little 1st grader in the yellow shirt… she was so kind, and funny and silly. And In retrospect she was so sweet to have treated me like a friend instead of just the little neighbor girl she babysat from time to time. When I was pregnant last year Jolee was at the top of my ‘girl names’ list (before I knew I would have a boy) I still remember writing her notes and giving them to her in the rope and pulley basket she had hanging from her bedroom window. I remember drawing in her room with her and giggling as I slipped a silly drawing under Billy’s room door across the hall. She was a truly special soul I’m blessed and honored to have been in contact with.