Sunday, December 15, 2019
I remember Aunt Pam coming to Baltimore and giving me my first pair of roller skates when I was about six. I remember staying with the family in Queens when I was a young and the fun we had. I remember the wonderful First Communion parties that we all enjoyed, joint trips by our families to the beach - as well as all the times she and the whole family came to Baltimore for weddings, showers, and even funerals. Both she and my mom shared the same philosophy (and passed it onto us) - nothing is more important than family. Now they are together again. May God hold them both in the palm of His hand.
