Mike Lloyd
The first time I met Betty was when she was yelling at me and another friend of Nick's as we were hanging their backyard chairs and an empty barrel of beer in the backyard tree. I was scared to go back for a couple of weeks. When I did she told me that if I wanted to decorate her trees I could help Nick decorate for Christmas.
I loved going over to see Betty and help her give Nick a hard time, unless it was race day and then I knew to just wave and smile.
Betty I am sorry I was not able to figure out why Nick had to leave us so soon. I hope you now know and understand why.
Love you Betty!
mike "MONGO" lloyd