Harvey Helman Jr and Mary Helman

Papa, After leaving you monday knowing it most likely will be my last time seeing you, I was flooded with memories while driving through Palmyra. The times you wrapped your legs around me and wouldn't let me out until I broke free, how Nanny would blast Conway Twitty and Shawn and I would dance around the house. Running around Penn St. as kids was always a fond memory for me. I even smile when I remember how you had me believing my teeth could come out just like yours when I needed to brush...