Monday, January 27, 2025
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The sweetest angel. I can just picture you tearing it up in that Mustang up in heaven—just make sure to take the emergency brake off before you take off!
When I think back on my childhood, so much of it was spent with you, especially in OB3. We’d walk on the beach, gather seashells, get ice cream, and have fun at Ben Franklin’s or the boardwalk. My childhood was full of love, laughter, and those simple moments that meant everything.
Some of my best memories are of us in the car. I’ll never forget the day you taught me how to drive the Mustang, and you told me I was the only grandchild you'd ever trust to teach. I had to ask you to repeat that because I thought I’d misheard, but no—you really said it! I was so surprised and touched.
I spent a lot of time with you over the past few years, and I loved every minute of it. I’ll always remember showing up at your house just to surprise you. The second I walked in, you’d jump up from your chair and wrap me in one of your big hugs.
You always had something new to teach me. I remember one time, you drove me in Lexi’s Jeep Wrangler to pick her up at the airport. We took the scenic route through all the back roads, and you told me stories about Newark—everything that used to be there, the history. I was amazed at how much you remembered. And even though we were listening to AM radio, which I didn’t even know still worked, it didn’t matter. It was just perfect. I didn’t care if I wasn’t a fan of the music, I loved spending that time with you, just listening to your stories.
I think I was the only person you ever asked for help. But I did not ever mind it. You truly thought I was brilliant of some sort, especially with technology. I wish your phone worked in heaven.
You were always so full of life and wisdom, and I’m grateful for every moment I got to spend with you.
