Alice, the last time I saw you, you were with your daughter and son in law at the Super China Buffet. I was so happy that you remembered me from my German Mom, Margaret Matteson from Holy Ghost. I so wanted to come visit you, but time has ran out. I always admired you every Sunday when I was a little girl because you would always smile and hug me. You sure was a classy lady. Your hair always perfect and you had an eye for fashion that was classic. Then when I would ride my bike and see outside working around your beautiful home, you would get right down in the dirt and you had the most beautiful landscaping. Fly high Alice, I am positive Steve had his arms open wide to welcome you to Gods kingdom.