Lisa Jean Edmunds

How does one sum up a childhood of times together? Laughing, arguing, riding in the back of the car as dad drove us to Grandmas, or church, or on vacation? Of annoying her cute girl friends, or getting our tonsils out, evening meals, and walking to school? Scratch the last one, I think after I was in kindergarten we were never in the same school at the same time.

We always clashed, boy v. girl, Mom's hair and eyes v. Dad's, righty v. lefty, tall v. short, conservative v. liberal, younger v. older?

I wonder how disappointed the English teachers were after having her and getting me? I wonder how surprised the math teachers were?

We loved different things yet still enjoyed many of the same. The funny story of how she was working for Scene magazine in Cleveland and got a call to interview, as my mother said, "Soda Pop." She was mad she missed Iggy Pop's call. Or when they pretended they weren't able to open the door and said they were Steve Perry. Of course she did buzz Steve Perry into the office and was flabbergasted. When she was younger and was working at Blossom Music Center and literally ran into one of the big stars as she was cleaning.

I think my favorite is when she spent 45 min talking to Barbra Bush in the Ladies Room at a Republican Fund Raiser. When my sister wrote an article defending Barbra, Barbra was able to tell the person the very day and where they had met.

We were different people, but one family, different political but one family, we were family.

I hope you will take the time to join us as we say good bye. Tell me your favorite stories, how you laughed, how you cried, how she made a difference in your life.

Good bye My sister,
Ronnie