Wednesday, November 29, 2017
Remembering my big brother ‘Bobby’ who tried so hard to keep me from ‘tagging along’ in our early years. Became the ‘man of the house’ when not quite 20 years old when our Dad passed away. He approved, befriended my husband to be when he came home from the Army; walked me down the aisle when we married; came home with brother Joe to be God parents at the baptism of our first daughter, Terri. He made his home in Colorado, marrying Ginny, raising their children, Jennifer, Laura, Sheila and Rob well. Though we lived our lives miles apart, there were many special family gatherings that kept us close. First, those at Mom’s house; she loved those times so much. Then through the years we gathered to reunite our families, Joe’s, Margie’s, to keep us close. I will miss my big brother so, but I am so grateful and feel so very blessed by those times we shared together. I pray that we will keep his memory alive by continued gatherings together. Sending love, hugs, and blessings to all. Barb
