Tishea and I met at Sykes in the late 90's. Our friendship started in an unconventional way. There really is no other way to put it than to say that we dated the same guy. I was so fearful that this would affect her opinion of me, and avoided any contact for a long time. How stupid of me! She let me know this too when I finally got the guts to tell her and to hang out with her. I don't know how many times I thanked Tishea for advice she had given me. We had many late night chats, particularly after I moved abroad and through both my parents passing. Wherever you are Tishea, I hope that the angels know how lucky they are to have you.