Lorraine Rita Motta

So many memories revolve around Art and Lorraine Motta. So fitting that they followed each other to Heaven so quickly so they would not spend a Christmas separated. Racing the quarter midgets, Chrissy being born on my wedding day, playing in the old trailer out back. Lots of good times. Sorry to see you go but happy that you and Art are together.

Ah good grief. I remember Mr. Motta telling me when I was a kid,"you have too much hair oil in your hair! Looks like a bird pooped on you!" and Mrs. Motta would tell him, "Art! Leave him alone!"� I remember that and the smell of her wonderful oven.
Prayers With,
Ken and Mary Desch