Rita Carswell
A precious lady whose home was always welcoming. I remember enjoying such good times with her in Punta Gorda, Helen, Highlands and Chattanooga. We would have long conversations about books we both really loved and exchange bags of them.
We never ended a phone conversation without her asking, "when are you going to come see me". Along this pathway of life we were so blessed to have had Nancy and Bob as friends.
Rita and John Carswell