She was .. is my godmother too and I loved to visit her when I could or needed a kind person to talk too. I loved her Christmas gifts too she was so busy yet thought of me. Last summer I shared a story of how I called on Scotty when my outboard failed. Scotty, I need more power. Then it roared back to life before we drifted into the dam. Today a beautiful black crow sat on a branch out front and reminded me of her beautiful black hair. She will be missed by all who knew her.