Sunday, June 29, 2008
I remember years ago I was very sick in the hospital in Voorhees and Uncle John and Aunt Nancy came in to see me. He was so comforting to me. I kept telling my Dad, Russell, that we would visit him down the shore someday but we never made it. Which goes to prove you should never wait for tomorrow to do the things that need to be done, because you may not get the chance.
