It's hard to know where to start. Charlotte and I were very close in high school and I spent so much time at her house on Elwood. We played records and acted them out, stole money from her brother's piggy bank, watch I Love Lucy until her dad drove up and then we quickly turned it off because he didn't allow it, she had a little dog that we would put in a blanket and spin around the floor (he enjoyed it), and we spent endless hours talking. We were mischievous young girls who laughed a lot and ate a lot of ice cream from the well-stocked deep freeze. She was like a sister to me and even though we hadn't seen each other in many years I always felt a closeness to her. I loved her.