Memory builds a little pathway that goes winding through my heart. It's a lovely, quiet, gentle trail from other things apart. I only meet when traveling there the folks I love the best, The this road I call remembrance is hidden from the rest.
Helen Steiner Rice
Evening Bill, have not been here in a while, but just wanted to share with you a memory Jim told me about yesterday as we headed to Twin River, he said the first time he had ever been (he was 18) I had asked him to get to know you better and that Lincoln Park would be a great place for you guys to hang out. He concluded indeed it was a great time but when you guys were heading home, you had fallen to sleep before he could ask which way to go, but the commute there is easy so needless to say he had no problem, I can just picture you though, you are one wild and crazy and funny guy. Miss you like crazy, love you with all of my heart. love you all.....