This weekend a dear woman and friend, Alison Cropley, passed away from an unexpected stroke. I met her a handful of times when she would come to Regina from Australia to visit her old classmate Gertrud, Margaret's mother. The last time I saw her, I suggested that we go to Dairy Queen. I knew (can't remember how) that she'd loved going to Dairy Queen decades ago and hadn't been there in ages. Even though it was late in the evening and none of us were really hungry, we had a blast going and getting sundaes and shakes and so on. I'm so glad that I got to enjoy the few conversations I did with her.