May God bless you and your...
How is it possible that a year has gone by, and without you my friend. Driving up to your house I expect to see you come out with that toolbelt on and of course teasing you about it. I would call you Bob the Builder and you would have some "choice" words for me about that. And we'd laugh, like always. I know where you are you are happy and at peace and out of pain. But you are missed here. Happy Birthday my friend. Love, Ann
Ann Sherman
August 17, 2009 | Holtsville, NY