I only met this beautiful lady one time, but yet have always called her Nana. In fact, the day I met her, I "almost killed her". We were at the SD Zoo and while we were chatting away arm in arm, a huge projectile fell from a tree. I yelled and as I pulled Nana away, she flew over a low wall. She didn't get hit by the object and wasn't seriously hurt, but boy did we ever laugh. And we never stopped laughing since. Nana, thank you for those talks, those laughs, always asking Mark how I was doing, and for sharing your wonderful family with me. I love you and will miss you so Nana. Dot Johnson