Friday, May 11, 2012
Aunt Helen was my confirmation godmother. I remember her taking me to the Ringling Brothers B&B Circus in NY city when I was 9 yrs. old, spending a little time each summer at Pt. Pleasant Beach, and watching fireworks on July 4th in her backyard with my children. As she got older I always told her that she wasn't going anywhere until St. Peter throws open those pearly gates to heaven. I'm sure she was smiling when she walked thru.
