I love pie. I especially love strawberry rhubarb pie. As a child, strawberry rhubarb pie was a limited commodity especially when Dorothy, my childhood neighbor, made it. Dorothy was amazing and not just for her pies. She made everything seem lighter by offering unlimited love, good cheer and of course pie. When I think of Dorothy, I’m reminded of how loving and unlimited she was. So, while Dorothy made amazing Pie she gave and loved like Pi.