To all Dorothy's family, It is always a sad time to lose someone to death but to lose a mother who kept the fires going is a deep loss that can never be repaired. I also was the seventh of a large family and could relate to her in many ways. I could never forget the time I was out getting the groceries and Dorothy stopped at the house campaigning. My three young sons opened the door to her knock and she filled them in on her life and struggles. When I arrived home, anything I didn't know about Dorothy, my sons filled me in on. They were so excited to have met her and so very excited to let me know she was a good mother like me. I could never forget their excitement. Over the years I took the bus many times and she or her son were always there. A sad loss when the terminal shut down and I missed the comradery. She is at peace now no more worries, no more fight. You are all in my prayers. Rip Dorothy