My world changed the minute she walked into the room.
Physically she was everything I was not: tall, skinny, long beautiful hair, an amazing beauty with a smile that lit up the planet. She was from California, which made her exotic in my Bronx born and bred world. Her name was Elizabeth Ann Pyles.
We became instant friends in only the way 13 year olds can. And we remained best friends despite the miles between us, husbands, lovers, kids and cancer. And when she died at age 24 on Sept. 10th, 1987 my world changed again.
All these years later I still miss her so much. She is never far from my thoughts and always in my heart.