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Lil Levi is a heavy hitter. so beautiful.
IF YOU MET THEM, YOU COULDN'T FORGET THEM. DAY AND NIGHT. THE HOLE THEY LEFT IN MANY HEARTS WILL NEVER KNOW HOW THEY WERE LOVED BY THESE TWO AWESOME PARENTS.
Pop and Michael. Harry's grandson.
mom and dad.
My Son's
the one story that always comes to mind, my father always called me ramrod lol that was my driving skills, the time I backed off the bridge and highway, he was a trip lol, I always made him nervous but he always traveled with me, lol....good times, good times xoxo
the beautiful heart.
This piece was specially designed for my sister by her Daughter Amanda. Amanda took my parents old deed to their home, that had both their signatures on it, and transfered it through a new process she is doing with acid wash. the end result was better than even she thought it would have been. My parents sure are smiling down on us for sure. always and forever.
THE DRIVER
AAHHHH, THE SUNDAY DRIVER. I AM VERY THANKFUL WE WERE AS CLOSE TO POP AS WE WERE.THERE NEVER WAS ANY HESITATION IN HIM IF WE WANTED TO TAKE HIM OUT FOR A RIDE. GOD, HE WAS EASY... I MISS HIM SO VERY MUCH.
miss you..
you would be very proud of my driving skills these day pop...just getting better and better,lol...I'm sure you are up there watching anyway... I don't know how you got in the car with me all the time, shit, I scare myself sometimes with my driving skills, lol...
Jackie <3
I was very happy Jackie stopped by today. She was telling me about photos that the family were going through. It's so funny and heart warming to hear that the younger ones remember so many things. She just kept giggling. She is a beautiful person, inside and out. she has a boyfriend, and has school to think about, but she was so happy talking about growing up. she certainly was a challenge, she marched to her own beat, and we couldnt wait to see what each different day would bring. it's funny how you put things in the back of your mind, it lays there for years. you look through old photo books, and you re-live the moment. nothing is left out. sometimes I wish I could re-wind my life, and go back to simplier times. but for now, I am thrilled to have the flashbacks of the younger generation.
Merry Christmas.
Christmas Eve was always great at home. there were small brothers and sisters that wanted to help around the house all the time. On Christmas Eve though, they were not allowed to help. They were put to bed by 9:30... Thats when our magic began. We would have to wait till they all fell asleep before we made a move. Once they were asleep, the tree came in from the yard, we were sent to Sam Boyces to pick up the wagonfull's of toys that were put on layaway. nothing but cooking was ever done until the little ones were asleep. You could ask Santa for a hundred things, but you only received what Sam's had..It was exausting to say the least, but in the morning, even if they had gotten the same toys the year before, they were all happy.It was always a wonderful time.Most times we had Aunt Tootsy stop by, that was always a treat in itself.those days are long gone, long forgotten to many, but a lasting impression to most of us. Mom would spend hours on her platform, had to be just right for the dolls, That was until Sal came along, Dawn's dolls had competition. how were we to know she would love trucks more than dolls. Have A Merry Christmas.And Remember Those Who Are In Heaven.