God is calling my friend home to him sometime this weekend. I just found out a little while ago. I’ve been crying , and laughing – because I always laugh when I think of Lisa. Particularly when remembering Bruno and me short-sheeting her hotel bed on the choir trip last year when we were roomies, chaperones, and hall monitors. Then later, attempting to scare her by arranging her wig to look like a big spider on her makeup case. (she was ready for that one though) Good times. Hugs to the Westfield High School Choir Family! Love and Prayers to Lisa and her Family. You’re leaving a big imprint Lisa, you’ve made a difference. I’m grateful to have known you and shared the laughter. I haven’t got any more words right now.