I loved Connie like a sister. She and I were great friends in elementary and high school and were Father O'Hara's ski boat coordinators. Most summer days, he would call either Connie or me and say, "Round up the gang and meet me at the dock at 1. We would always have six or seven girls and he would pull four or five of us at a time behind the boat. It must have been a sight to see. Those were the best days. I have so many wonderful memories of Connie. I hadn't seen her in several years, but when I did, we would pick up right where we left off. God bless you all and watch for signs--she's still with you in spirit.