Jane Peters
in honor of Rose Anne.
Was thinking of you guys, so I looked up the name, and came across this. So sorry. It's never easy. I remember the times when we would come to White River and Wilder and visit. And, the fun times down at the Lake by our farm. Phil and his waterskiing attempts. Once he tried with one ski. Even though the family seems to get bigger and bigger with the newer generation, it gets smaller and smaller from the older generation. We are all a part of that, now. Still miss Aunt Bea and Uncle Nelson.
Jane Peters, for the Peters' family -- Uncle Bill, Bernard, Jerry, and Donald.
P.S. Went to White River to visit a couple years ago, and saw Janet and Albert. I stopped at the cemetery, also.
