May God bless you and your...
When I was a child I was in love with my brilliant cousin Richard. He carried me to the car one evening after a day at the beach since I didn't have my shoes. I can still recall that feeling of girlish, romantic
delight.
I can also hear his beautiful voice as he sang songs to entertain the family.
Be at peace, dearest cousin,
Timra
Timra Freedman
November 20, 2011 | Swampscott, MA


