I remember Thanksgiving in College Point, your mother and dad in the basement your mom in pink curlers sneaking a cigaret in the bathroom and having to walk your stupid dog in the freekin cold, we ate sooo much we had to sit on the curb, and listen to your dad explain how he put the z throught the garage wall. Love ya G Elizabeth Cordier PA www.aproselegal.vpweb.com

Submitted April 16, 2011