I would like to think that Betti would not want us to mourn, but celebrate her life instead, in the way she taught us how. I consider myself lucky to have met her and how we shared some things truly important to her: exuberant singing, zesty laughter, a roadtrip to the countryside, cigarette moments. I will always remember the special woman that was Betti, and remember her always with a smile. Godspeed, dearest Betti. Know you are much loved.