Poor white trash? yea, maybe. But we had eachother in good times and bad. Sandy had a way of making the bad times good for her little brother.
Sandy was a very deep person. Maybe to deep for her own good. This is how I remember her best. Her long red hair and pretty face.
Sandy........... I will miss you forever.
I look at your face and I feel you. I remember when you were with me, laughing. I miss that. I miss you.
Cindy, Shelly, Sandy & Shawn, the short lived love of Sandy's life.
Sandy.... how I love your face.
Sandy is a very posed photo. I love the way it clearly shows her face. Her eyes.
Sandy In a rare trip to someplace fun. Here she is in Las Vegas. It does not look like she is having to much fun to me.
Sandy always seemed to be living for others.... never for herself. She was a lost soul within this world. I pray that she has found a real home.
