Helen Stueck
I miss Pinky every day, but more so on Fridays when we talked for at least an hour each week. Friends for 50 years, we had so much to share. Little inside stories, a common love for Paris, disdain for craziness, but make no mistake, she was a lovely, insightful southern girl made of steel. Her struggles proved that. Sincere condolences to Ted, Teddy and the girls.

