Monday, July 8, 2019
I first met Kristin in 1980, she had just turned 18. The moment I saw her I fell madly in love. Our first time out we had pizza and saw a movie. Smokey and the Bandit 2. I drove a 1967 Mustang at the time. She loved Villa Montalvo which was very close to her house.
She was funny and witty. She loved Santa Cruz and we visited there one time. The winter of 80-81 we talked less and less. I lived in Union City and worked in San Leandro, so it made it hard to see each other.
I never forgot and will never forget how much of a great person she was, and after reading about her life it proved me right.
Rest in peace my angel
