May God bless you and your...
Dear Susan,
I have often thought about you all these years. You were like the little sister I never had.
I remember the smile that lit up your face. I remember the softness of your voice. I remember your long, beautiful hair. You were sweetness to perfection.
I always regretted how things worked out. My mother and I cried and cried.
I remember driving down Page St. and I'd see this large, long green car parked on Lawn Ave. I knew it was your car. I'd feel so sad when I'd...
Barbara Russo (nee Rzepecki)
November 01, 2008 | Kenmore, NY