It was Cheryl’s long, black curly hair that first caught Lisa’s attention in 1967. They were at primary school together in Lakeland, Florida, and Cheryl would joke around with Lisa by dangling her ponytail on her desk. “She was always being silly,” remembers Lisa. In second grade, Cheryl broke her arm. “The teacher asked Lisa to write the answers for me. She’s so smart, so she was helping me with the answers too.”
Lisa says they made each other laugh, just as they do now. “She was really outgoing and I’m a lot quieter, so I think Cheryl brought me out of my shell a little bit.” They grew up
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