Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Jennie, I will never forget seeing you walking across the street with the a pan bigger than you full of soup. Or how you were so kind to my grandmother, reading the newspaper to her daily or reading the church bulletin. Not to mention the food you used to bring over! I know that I will never taste lentil soup as good as yours ever again. I hold dear to my heart all the good times by the piano with you and my grandmother. I know in my heart that you are now in heaven enjoying your eternal rest. I do not believe in saying good-bye, I believe in saying seeing you later. With that being said, I will see you later Jennie! Love you!
