James H. Oosterman

I am so sad to hear about the passing of both your mom and dad. Cooper Road is the backdrop for a million childhood memories, many of which include your parents. Meeting your family when I moved there at the age of 7, cow corn `fights´ in the field, dress-up, playing my first paid music gig with Karen & Wendy (with a trip to Dunkin´ after the gig to celebrate our earnings - we knew how to live!), learning about chinchillas (how exotic), your foster siblings who caroled at Uncle John´s door with candles and a violin one year (honestly, a photo I put on my tree ever year...), searching for an apartment with our parents in Boston one year...the list could go on. Your family was a staple of my childhood. Holding all of you in my heart today and the memories in my heart forever.