May God bless you and your...
Dear Auntie Bridie, John, Bill and family,
When you think of Uncle Ben you remember those firm handshakes and even firmer hugs. I will always remember with fondest the Summer I spent in Athea with the Brodericks. I was little older than my own son Jack but I recall coming back from a day spent visiting relations. I pretended to be asleep so Uncle Ben would lift me from the car to my bed. I am sure he knew I was awake but he never said anything. That was the man who we will miss. So sorry I...
Brendan Moran
December 28, 2012 | Limerick