We were going to video her dancing at our next event. We were going to have the next event so she would have a place to dance. We waited too late or she died too soon. It was both. Now we only have images in our mind to cut and paste – memories of her husband swaying to the music as she would circle and spin around him singing My Guy. We have other images to remember of Tarlisha and Frank as they worked in the voter registration drive. And we have the mental snapshot of Frank pushing Tarlisha and her heavy chair and oxygen tank through the wet grass to the bus stop. But most often we will reminisce and see living art moving like the wind in dance and song.       Tarlisha Thomas    Died Monday, March 28, 2005 BACK