Wow, how to sum up on one page
how Arlene Marine came to be admired and loved
by so many. Am I a good enough writer to do that?
Well, even if I am not, I am a good enough friend
to give it all I have.

Arlene is...human. She has flaws and faults like
everyone else. She makes mistakes and learns from
them, like everyone else. She gets angry and loud,
just like everyone else. And she loves like nobody else
ever has. Arlene may jump to conclusions, but will always
admit to a mistake. Arlene may judge, but will allow for
human frailty. Arlene will get hurt, yet gracefully
and lovingly toss it aside. Arlene is the mother I
never had and the woman I long to be.

Arlene fights the fights that other's will give up.
Arlene stands up for her children like a she-wolf
over her cubs. Arlene loves her children but would
rend them limb from limb if they abused her
grandchildren. Arlene puts up with my father.

Arlene is the bane of any government, she asks "Why?"
long and loud and incessantly. Arlene is the support
of the weak, there to give and to succor the needy of
mind, body, and spirit. Arlene is the staunch defender
of the defenseless and the most vulnerable woman I know.
Arlene is a Mother.

Arlene will take in an unmarried woman with child.
Arlene will house an abused runaway with her last dime.
Arlene would rather buy clothes for her grandchildren than
food for her table. Arlene will give it to you with both
barrels then hug you with both arms. Arlene has lost and gained,
fought and won, lived and learned. Arlene is humane.

Arlene is my friend.