Wednesday, April 29, 2015
I have known Chucky since we were 3 years old. During our younger years he was my neighbor, confidante, "big brother" and my best friend. I have so many memories of us. Kickball at the church yard til the street lights went on, trains up in his dads attic, GI Joes n Barbies, sandbox, playgrounds, tearing up Ontario Street with the Rosatis and Schultzs. It was like we owned it!! All of these memories are so precious to me. I will hold them in my heart and mind like treasures. My thoughts and hopes are with Shannon and the boys as they try to weather this storm. My hope is that the amazing memories that they have are pulling them through as well. Chucky, as I so fondly called him all my life, will be sadly missed and fondly remembered always.