Tommy, Six Nations Indian Reservation, Canada
Steve, Ann, Carol and Penny, precious memories flood my soul. I could write a book on all my childhood memories at the garage and in your home. I so remember things like it was yesterday. Your mother was always kind to me. She made me feel like I was one of y'all. I have passed by her home several times while in Monroe and wanted to stop in, but was always pushed for time. Now, I really regret not stopping in. She was a precious jewel. Life is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. Whatever we plan to do, just go ahead and do it. You will be glad you did. God bless.Â
