That was so cool to read something kind and cool about my sister. I just Googled her name and found this, as the anniversary of her passing is coming up. One of the saddest parts of my sisters death was trying to find any friends that she had left. Addiction is a terrible disease that robs beautiful people of their gifts, and leaves them alone and miserable. Your words of love made my day to know someone out there cares that she is gone. I think of Leigh Tracy Scott born in a pan every day. I even share her story with my clients in my work as an addiction counselor.