Wednesday, January 15, 2020
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I met Rachel in 6th grade. All us elementary kids were in middle school, and I didn’t have a ton of friends because we had only moved to town the year before. I just remember Rachel welcoming me into her group of friends immediately.
That’s what she did. She made people feel like they belonged. People gravitated towards her. She was the life of every party. You know when you laugh so long and hard that your chest and face hurt? I’ve never laughed harder than with Rachel. She was a phenomenal musical force, and she loved teaching and caring for kids.
We fell out of touch in recent years. I regret not spending more time with her. It’s hard to share so much life with someone and then realize that’s all you get. Rest In Peace, Rachel. I’ll meet you at the pearly gates someday.
-Randy Lane
