Geraldine M. Abramo

Dear Nick, Marsha, Dave and Joe,
I am so sorry to hear of the passing of your mother. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
I remember being a teenager and ringing the doorbell looking for Nick, and often Mrs. Abramo would answer the door and the two of us would get to talking.
One day, out of the blue, she said to me: "I want you to remember something. You may not even remember which little old lady said it to you, but I want you to remember this: Man is captain of his own...

Marsha,
I was deeply saddened to hear about the loss of your mom. I was very happy to read about her joyous life, however. I remember you and your siblings and parents as a wonderful, happy, and generous family.
My thoughts are with you.

I was so sad when Gail told me that Aunt Gerry had passed. She was a very special person and I feel blessed to have had her in my life. The last time I saw her was just before she moved to Vermont...we ran into each other at the supermarket in Waltham. We managed to chat for some 90 minutes before resuming our shopping, and that was Gerry. She was always telling stories and always making us laugh. And her artisitc talent was something to envy. I will miss her very much but will be comforted...

I am so sorry to hear of your mother's passing. I only hope that there is a dining room table in heaven that she and my Mom can sit around, drinking coffee and smokiing cigarettes until all hours.

My thoughts and prayers are with you