Wednesday, December 4, 2013
<p>I don't know if any of you will remember me, but I will always remember your mom with fond memories. I don't know how it stated but I would come to your house on Saturday or Sunday mornings and have donuts and pastries with her. I was around 8 or 9 years old. I would stay for a while and just chat away and she would listen patiently. I remember thinking her sons were so handsome. After a time I stopped visiting, grew up and moved away but would think of her now and then and smile remembering that nice lady up the street and how welcome she made me feel in her home. Just thought I would share this with you. My deepest sympathies to all of you.</p>
