May God bless you and your...
I was one of the lucky ones. I was born into a loud, loving Polish family. My childhood was wonderful - living on the farm, then Steel St. and finally on Scarboro Dr. I remember being surrounded by family, aunts and uncles, and cousins that I loved. I grew up and married at 18, and although my marriage has survived 41 years, my relationship with cousins has mostly disappeared, due to neglect on my part in nurturing it, and the all-too-rapid passing of years. Uncle Stanley was all that...
Joyce Cattelane
September 29, 2008 | North Port