I think back to the many warm summer evenings that were spent with neighbors in one driveway or another on Herzel Ave watching our children play while we visited with each other. I also remember the many gatherings for various occasions and holidays and the beautiful Christmas lights at the Sforzini home. After the kids moved away, we didn't visit as often as we should, but when we did, it was as if no time had passed at all. I always knew I could knock on the door at any time. Mary's heart and home were always open. Mary, I love you and miss you. May God bless your family with the comfort that comes with knowing the gospel and that we will be reunited in the eternities.