Oh, Patsy-

How and where do I start to think or to write about Patsy? Or TO Patsy?

You were a darling baby and a busy child. In the early years...and many since...it's hard to think of you without Joanne. Its hard to see you in a memory without Joanne there at your side. You were perfect complements for each other. It's hard to imagine how either of you were ever able to break from the other and get married.

One way to think of who you are and what you are and always have been is to think for a minute about what you're NOT. You probably have NEVER said, "I don't think I can do that." That's just not you.

You've probably never said anything negative about anyone. You've probably never thought anything negative about anyone.

You've probably never been depressed for more than a few minutes. At least you've never let it show.

If you've ever felt jealousy or envy, you've kept it to yourself...If you've ever been tempted to criticize...you've turned the temptation aside. If a negative thought has ever found space in your heart, it hasn't been able to survive there.

So much for what you're NOT.

What you ARE, Patsy, is fun. This may be a bit sacrilegious, but just like the lights increase in the Temple as we progress through the endowment, the lights seen to brighten when you come around. The world looks better and the obstacles don't seen as large and burdens seem a bet lighter.

Patsy, my world is more fun...and funnier...better and safer and happier because you are in it. You've always, for me, seemed to have a gift to make the important things seem more clear and to make the unimportant things sort of fade away.

Thank you. I'm so grateful that you are MY SISTER. I'm better because of it.

I love you.

Kimber