Nancy and I grew up together on Mary  Street in Ft Smith, I was in the second grade and she the third. We spent many years growing up together, we went from playing with dolls to going to Northside High, she was in the choir, I chose band. She graduated in 1966, I graduated the next year in 1967. We were still pretty much insrepable, I still remember us going to the old skating rink on Midland Blvd, she was a fantastic skater. I did good to stay on my feet.  During the end of my Junior year I would help at the band wagon at the rodeo,  which made money for the band. Nancy would go with me and help. One night I came in and my mother jumped me and ask me if I was giving my number to soilders, I said no but Nancy was. Too long story about how a soilders got my number. I talked on the phone to him for a good while and I finally ask mother if I could go out with him, she knew the perfect answer, go ask your daddy, she knew daddy would say no, not a soilder, Chaffee was still active, soilders everywhere. Daddy said ok, mother almost fainted. Nancy said call him and ask if he has a friend. He said yes and on that fateful night, the two soilders came to my door, Nancy and I was nervous wrecks, her date was named Rock, he was a big guy with an ego to match, he thought he was God's gift to women, she double dated with us for as long as she could stand it, dumped him, I married mine year later,, we never double dated again, we shared so many memories, my most precious one was I got to talk to her the day before she passed away.