I met Vicky via my brother-in-law, Wayne Watts, whose parents lived on Hanover St. I think right next door. She was a nice person who always said Hi and made you feel comfortable being in her presence. I seen her once or twice in past years down at Shoppers, but not for quite awhile, and she seemed cheery on the outside but one could see she was in pain. One never knows what path life may lead us on, but some definitely suffer more than others. Glad to know she had family and friends to help comfort her on her bad days but also to be there for her on the good days too. Know that she was greeted by a lot of people from her past that will surround her in love at this time.