I met Brenda many years ago, after I married her next-door neighbor, Miche Powell. Whenever we came back to Waynesville to visit his family, I'd always hope to see her too. One time she told me a funny story, that I'd like to share. Brenda was at her cousin Pam's, sitting in the kitchen, drinking a soda. Pam finished her drink, and looked down in her glass, and there at the bottom was a goldfish! It turns out that Pam's nephew, Curt's goldfish had died and he decided to freeze it in her ice cube tray, until he could bury it at a later date! Brenda said that she and Pam couldn't stop laughing! Such a fun memory that I have of Brenda. My condolences to Virgil and Leesa and all the family.