MARY CAMMARATA

My Dear Mary,
I had the pleasure of meeting you many years ago. I was a nursing student tending to the needs of a elderly woman in her home. You would visit Mrs. M bringing her gifts, homemade goodies and hugs and kisses. This woman would beam at the sight of you. You showered her --and me with your love and unending faith.Whenever I drove down Richmond Road and saw your little green house it brought me such warmth and comfort.You have earned your deserved new home in heaven. You are...