Steven Eddy
in honor of Bettye.
I have fond memories of Ireland and Bettye from when they lived in Huntington on the hill with never-ending steps. Dad (Cork Eddy), who passed 04/16/19, absolutely loved them both. They were always kind and loving to us, and I particularly remember the tenderness and skill Bettye used to remove many cinders from my chest with tweezers after a rope-swing-by-the river with Rick et al, after the rope broke on my turn. I remember Ireland as solid country good, Bettye as a nurturing angel on earth, and Rick and Sherry as better behaved than I, and also good people. God Bless Bettye, and my condolences to the extended family. Steve Eddy
