Vicki was a precious, young individual who smiled often when she was well. She liked looking at mylar balloons and bright lights and listening to people talking and Reggae music. I miss holding Vicki’s hand and telling her what her twin brother and her younger brother were doing. She did not understand words and had other limitations, though, because she was severely brain-damaged from birth. I miss Vicki very much!
-Written by Vicki’s Mom, Shari