May God bless you and your...
Gram...
Your face is the face that I will always picture whenever I hear the word "welcome." You were always a sort of, well... portable beacon of comfort and home to me, and I'm fairly certain that anyone else who ever knew you past "hello" or "please sign here, Ma'am" feels just the same as I do in that regard. And even though you gave off your light and care without any expectation of thanks, I would like to thank you, Gram, for being one of the most generous, selfless, and...
Bill Washburn
June 25, 2008 | Enfield, CT