Susan L Fleming (Morgans)
Nancy died when she was only 22, and I still have such vivid memories of her, most of which make me laugh. She was a master of leeching in the lunch line, a skill I also acquired that actually has transferred to other assertive acts of life! I hardly even got the car, but one of the few times I did, I backed out of her driveway on Gypsy Lane and found my car teetering on the wall of David's Coghill's front yard, which was just across the street (if my memory serves me right). The car had to be towed, and needless to say, I did not drive for quite a long while. I still keep in touch with Nancy's mom, Enid, who is at Friendship Village. I think of Nancy when I smell Lanvin's "My Sin" perfume. She was a wonderful artist and I know, had she lived, she would have used her art to make people happy!
Joseph E Minneci
along about 4th grade, i began developing a concept of what was cool, who was cool. it was not until i met nancy in 7th grade that i realized that a GIRL could fit the bill, and fit it very well.