Saturday, January 14, 2012
Beth and family,
I remember spending a number of evenings while in high school sitting in your kitchen surrounded by the warmth of your family at the Ryan farm house. Your mother made us tea and was always interested in what was going on with Jim and me. She was always a joy. A couple of years ago, I was able to see her while visiting my brother in West Liberty and I was struck with how little the years had taken their toll on her. She was just as engaged and involved as when I was in high school. I know she really loved the Lord. May you be comforted in knowing your mother is now standing in His presence and marveling at the wonder of His glory with your father and grandfather.
With all my sympathy,
Winston Bothell
