We didn’t know Oleta for very long, but she became dear to us. She welcomed us with open arms into her home and her heart and her beautiful rose garden each time we came around. She shared some of her stories and we always talked the talk. She found big floppy hats for me to wear in the garden, and always made sure to fix me a kickass cappuccino. I raise my cup to you Oleta, and I wish you a bon voyage.
Marilyn Tondy