So let me tell you a little story about "Birdie." Apparently while working at the Sun First Bank in Hurricane my mother must have fallen in love with some garland that the bank had put on the Christmas tree one year. Its nothing special. Just large brownish leaves and purple grapes. But if you know Tamra, that's right up her alley.

Some time later while at work a bird apparently flew into the big window they had at that branch. Well Tamra being Tamra, she went outside to see if she could help this poor bird. I guess there was just nothing that could be done so the bird died. My mom scooped up the bird and put it in a box and took it for a burial at sea. Well with no sea here i guess she set it adrift in a river close by her work. It was then she came up with her master plan to get the garland she loved so much. "Birdie" would get it for her.

She began penning letters as "Birdie" and would send them to her friend Julie at the bank who was the keeper of the garland. The following letters were given to me by Julie and i would like to thank her for them as they show just how funny my mother could be at times and i think this is one of the things we will all miss most about her. By the way, the garland she loved so much is currently hanging over her bed and Tamra couldn't of been happier to see it.

"Birdie" finally got her garland.

I realize these may be hard to read as they are a bit small but they are worth the eye strain or just save them to your computer and enlarge them. They are the only thing that has made me laugh in a very long time.

As for Tamra's condition, not that much has changed. She is resting comfortably as i look at her now and she seems to be at peace. I sent all your love the last time she was awake so she knows you are all thinking of her. Thanks for caring so much!

I love you mom...sparkle, sparkle, sparkle, chirp, chirp,chirp.