We roomed together for all four years of college, and graduated in 1967; we've stayed in touch since then, sometimes by phone when we were separated by several states. There was a stretch when she and her husband and I and mine went on a trip to Quebec City every year. In 1979, I was divorced; as I sat in a diner with her lawyer-husband, who handled the case, devastated that my life had fallen apart, he said, "By the way, Joy wants to know if this means our trip to Quebec is off for this year?" I burst into giggles! Just the amount of levity I needed to break up the gloom of the moment.
In 2007, her husband passed away after a long illness. She has bounced back from that with her sense of humor intact. We have stayed friends through thick and thin--I'm thick and she's thin!
She is one of the funniest people I know, and her name is Joy--very appropriate since she has brough that quality to many peoples lives over the years, especially mine. We've managed to get togther at least a couple of times per year over the past few years, and I know she will have me in stitches within minutes of meeting again today with stories of her recent trips to NewZealand and Ohio to visit her sons and grandkids. Everyone should be so lucky as to have Joy in their lives!