Now here's a topic I'm sure everyone will have something to say about: Memories of Becky. In memory of Becky, during this month of Breast Cancer Awareness, please comment with some of your best memories of Rebecca Lynn Dennison Traxler.
Here are mine:
I remember going to Canada with her and Curt and baby Cassandra. Linda watched Cassandra and Becky and I went for a long walk up to the rock. Curt snuck up behind us and took some pics, that I still have.
I remember that fiesty little Kali went up to Becky's face, out of the blue, one Christmas, and screamed, blahh, or something. And Becky did the same back. Kali couldn't believe it. She had met her match!
I remember cruising the "circuit" in Janesville with Curt and Becky, and Louie and I brought along one of Cassandra or Amanda's dolls that they had cut all the hair and magic markered the face. It was so ugly! We'd pull up next to another car and flash them with the doll, then take off!
I remember her ALWAYS folding laundry. I thought it was never ending. Now that I have five of my own, I see it really WAS never ending!
I remember that she was one of the first people to treat me like an adult -- in that transition time between the teenage and young adult years. It meant a lot. I really respected her, and admired her, and later when I had my own young children, really identified with her.
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When Becky and I were little and we lived in the country house we had to share a small room. I didn't want her to touch me when we were sleeping, so I put a board down the middle of the bed. She had to sleep on the inside, poor thing.
Becky was a dear soul, and full of life. I wish she were still around to put her feet on me.
I also remember that Becky loved her kids more than anything.
God Bless you Becky, you are always in my heart.
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