Mary Catherine Bones
Maxine could recall the day I was born at house next door to her family. She was 12 at the time. Through out all these years, she has remained my "Forever Friend". If you read the poem she composed about our coalcamp, "Wenonah" you will discover that she had good memories of her childhood and kept them close to her heart. From her Heavenly home, she will be watching over all those she loved until we meet again. May God's grace cover you as your journey continues. Mary Catherine Bones
