My daughter Casey, a chosen child, a special child, a very much loved child, she was that and more. I could never put in writing what she meant to our family.

She was the youngest of 6 children. There was 10 years between her and the next youngest. She was always the center of the family since the day she made her grand entrance. And she knew she could manipulate any of us with those big eyes of hers. However, she did not abuse the soft spot we all held for her. She did not have one mother, she had five, and one was always there to grant her every whim. Her father adored her and granted her every wish within his power. She had a big brother to lean on if all else failed.

Despite her position in the family, she was not a self-centered child. She was warm and caring, sensitive to others feelings, and usually well mannered. She was a typical young teen with hopes, plans and dreams.