Monday, February 9, 2015
When I think of Uncle Gene, I see a wide, welcoming smile. Anyone who has had the pleasure to spend any time with him raves at what a great guy he was. He was a pillar of love to Aunt Ann, his children, and to his beautiful grandchildren.
Our best vacations were spent with the Cremins family at the 48th Street beach in Ocean City. The founder of the golf outings and grown-up dinners is a man who will always be remembered as a generous and fun-loving guy who simply enjoyed being surrounded by all of the Cremins, Fitzgerald, and Masterson clans.
When it came to the ocean, only Uncle Gene, the kids, and Tommy would brave the cold water temps to frolic in the waves...heck, he even swam his way out of a riptide! You could always find him under the cabana right there by Aunt Ann's side talking to all; he especially made the kids feel special by talking with them each day.
To the Cremins family, I send my love and condolences. I miss you all and think of you all of the time. I'm sure God saved a special seat in Heaven for a very special man.
Love,
Susan, Andrew, and Tommy
