This is how Suzi showed her love amongst our family: She baked and baked and baked. And there appeared out of our oven not one, not two, but lo three apple pies. And they became a temptation to all who were near. As the fragrance of cinnamon and apples filled the house, we all partook and were satisfied. And she has been called blessed. And for all of us who shared in the same pie (with ice cream, of course), we shall all anticipate the same sound rest as we approach our beds with stomachs filled and faces grinning.