I haven't taken a picture of Tress in quite some time. Here she is with some of her friends. When you reach the age of 97 you collect many friends and this is one family that she is very close to. The man on the far right works at the local funeral home (I think his name is Bill). The man at the far right came to Canada from Peru and married Bill's daughter. The sweet little girl in the red dress is their beautiful daughter.

P.S. I hope I never go visit Bill at his place of employment.