April 12, 2015. Madison, Ms. Wonderful Wendy.

She certainly lived out her name. The Thursday we moved into our new house, my niece Wendy walked through the front door. We were in a big mess. The movers were just bringing in our belongings from storage and all the boxes and furniture had already arrived from the condo. From that moment on, Wendy worked. She opened boxes and put things away. First thing she did was the kitchen. She had me sit and direct the show while she organized the drawers and cabinets. Next she put the pantry in order. When the painters had completed the master suits, she put away our clothes. What would be going into the walnut hutch she hid from the painters in the cabinets in the living room. And she took out the boxes as soon as they were empty. And she put out the trash. In her mind, she had come to be helpful to us so she did the shopping and she drove the truck. And she made all our meals. It was an astonishing example of efficiency and industry, all done in a quiet calm way. Whenever there was nothing she was doing at the time, she found something else to do that was helpful. When all the boxes were empty and gone, we turned to shopping for furniture. She helped us select and then carry everything into and out of the truck. For all these reasons, we will always call the spare bedroom "Wendy's Room". We will be forever in her debt. And we enjoyed her company too. This dire disease has allowed us to spend 10 days with our wonderful Wendy. I am grateful. We could have never done it without her presence in our life.