My promise to her was that I would try to keep life as normal as possible.

Cancer ravaged her body, but it never took her spirit away. She was a fighter to the end.

Randi would walk into the cancer center and smile at the other patients. She would always have a hug or smile or nice thing to say to the people who were there.

It was elegant and creative and beautiful - it's who she is. Her personality always came out in her jewelry.

We grew up like sisters. My children call her their aunt.

My Aunt Maria asked me to read the life of Dr. Chalmers,which, however, I did not promise to do.Yesterday, Sunday, she was heard through the partitionshouting to my Aunt Jane, who is deaf, 'Think of it!He stood half an hour today to hear the frogs croak,and he wouldn't read the life of Chalmers.'