Geraldine A. Allen

Dear Uncle John and all of my dear cousins, please accept my deepest sympathy on the loss of Gerry. When I think of her, I remember the many Sunday afternoons when we were kids that you would stop by to see us in North Brookfield. I can remember clearly in my mind how good those visits were. When I really concentrate, I can remember her scent: White Shoulders perfume, which used to linger in the air when you all left. Please know that the entire Careau family sends our heartfelt sympathy to...