Liz,
One thing I can always count on is for you to make me laugh. Even as I sat down to write this I could not stop laughing at the absurd antics we got ourselves into over the 20 years we knew each other.

I'm thankful that during the past few years you lived in Arizona we kept in regular touch. We were just laughing about how in 5th grade we brought the house down with a self proclaimed iconic performance of Be a Lion from The Wiz with me singing and you on the double bass. On TWO separate occasions in the last year I texted you to guess who I bumped into on the streets of NYC and you got it right on the first try both times. I've read those texts over and over and they never fail to make me laugh.

I've always admired your discipline and dedication. I remember you expressing frustration in me while we were studying together one day in high school, saying that if I wasn't putting forward my best effort I wouldn't reach my full potential. You recognized so early on that anything was possible if you put enough time and effort into it, and I'll always appreciate your attempt to share that we with me and giving me the friendly push I needed to aim for more.

My list of memories with Liz could go on forever but some prime examples of what absolute fools we were together include: taking a joyride without licenses and putting on sunglasses so "no one would know how old we were", coming in dead last for every single crew race and blaming it on "the curse of Bobby Stowe" and not that we were messing around and singing when we were supposed to be training, starting a "pray for Kipper" campaign on Facebook when nothing was wrong with him, a lifetime of making up dances, you "feeling sick" and going home from every sleepover we had for basically 10 years, walking over and letting ourselves into each others houses without even checking if the other person was home, endless Broadway shows and just hours and hours of laughing until we cried. I've said it before- I'll never forget the sound of your laugh. Thank you for everything.