was the last friend that Mike and I saw in Arizona, and Jeff Wimmer was the last one that Mike talked to. We had the Williams over for dinner that night, and the door bell rang...it was Stacy, with brownies. What a blessing it was that her and Amber were there. They helped with the last minute stuff that you think won't take anytime, and it ends up taking the longest. After the Williams left Stacy, Mike and I sat at the table and talked for a while. Jeff called while we were sitting there, to see how things were going and to wish us luck. It touched Mike, he teared up when he got off the phone. We hope that we can find friends like all of you here.