I am so sorry for your loss. When I first came to Union Church, Betty was always in the back pew right in front of me smiling and nodding encoyragement. Friday's when she was at the Thrift Shop and I was in my office, if the timing was right we'd go to lunch and I loved to hear her stories of growing up in south Bristol. More recent visits n her home and the hospital she was always the perfect hostess, but anxious to be doing things. She was one of the few my husband, Jack, and granddaughter, Savhana would visit with me. We all love and miss Betty. And you all are in our prayers