My sister Page was a force of nature. She was strong, determined, big-hearted, and really funny, with a unique way with words! Farm life is rewarding but hard, and she was up for the challenge. We had a great time together, whether we were visiting her and Rick, or together in New York at our house. I loved eating at her table. She was one of the best cooks I know. Nobody makes chicken and gravy like Page did! Much of it came from the farm or her garden, expertly canned or preserved. In New York at our house, we rode horses, tried new foods, did projects together, and laughed. She and I shared the care of our parents as they aged--she was so faithful and devoted to keeping them living independently as long as she could in Minnesota, and after they moved out east with us, she would come look after them when we needed to be away. She would leave hilarious notes for me regarding what she'd done on our farm in our absence. When we visited Lockmoor Farm with our girls, we would meet all the animals named with Page's trademark sense of humor--the most memorable one being a cat literally stitched together after a run-in with a car named "Lucky". She loved to make or rehabilitate things--battered old furniture came to gleaming life due to her efforts, new craft projects sprang from her basement workshop. She always had room for a new project or a new person in her life who needed care. That was a lifelong trait. She was immensely proud of the accomplishments of her children and grandchildren, and supported them in so many ways--and our girls remember her as a delightful aunt who always had something fun for them to do when they visited the farm. She and Rick put so much time and effort into the Wayne County Fair---it was a high point in their lives, and we loved hearing about it. It's hard to put a lifetime of memories into a short message, but Page was a wonderful sister---and I will miss her always.