Paul C. Bacci

Paul was my first friend. Here he is in kindergarten and 1st grade.

I'm saddened to hear of Paul's passing. You know, sometimes when you think back in your childhood and your friends, then wonder where they are, what they're doing and you try to look them up.... Paul was my best friend growing up in Henrietta. He lived across the street and we played together with Mary Jo, David Bruce, and Scott. I will always have fond memories of him and his Mom. His Mom, Mary, would come over and chat and have coffee with my Mother. They were such nice neighbors.

Mary,

I would bet anything Paul is looking down and saying, "Mom, you were wonderful. Thank you for your love and support."

God bless you.

Ann Toni DuBois

Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the...