Here's a story about Beckie and I that you all might like:
She had been after me to move to California to be her personal assistant. She was looking to get back into modeling and acting and she wanted me to help her since we had become good friends. I told her I couldn't afford it, but she told me we'd figure out some way to do it.
Then when she became sick with cancer, she was still optimistic about it and started asking me if I wanted to move out there to be her personal assistant. I told her I would if I could get the money up. We stayed in touch, and when I heard about cancer and that she was having trouble paying for treatment, I started a GoFundMe for her to try to raise money to help her with hospital expenses and told her once she gets well, I'll come out there. But I said "You have to get well first, okay? Promise me." She hung her head and gave me that cute little smile of hers and said "I promise." and blew me a kiss. I tried to keep her calm and make her laugh and smile every time we talked. I miss her dearly, but I valued every moment we spent video chatting and becoming good friends. I love you darlin'