Anonymous
Family. I call you family despite the years of separation. We share a common childhood, brought together by the years of deep friendship between our parents. That will always be part of us. When Barry died in the late 70's, I was with the Army on the east coast. It was so sudden, so sad, so painful. But it inspired me to write your mom a very personal letter, telling her that she was my second mom and that my heart was with her. I meant every word. Both of your folks meant a great deal to all of us. I remember Jean's beauty. Truthfully, my mom carried a childhood jealousy all her life. She loved your mom, but always felt a bit inadequate when around her. Jean dazzled with those gorgeous eyes and incredible smile. And she was one heck of a nice person, too -- as long as we didn't talk politics. Now we are all orphans. It's hard to imagine Gene, Ev, Buzz and Jean gone, isn't it? They were so young and full of life. I still have times when I want to visit mom on the lake, sit in the sun and watch the ducks. I look back on our childhoods with a big smile on my face. Remember Barb spitting at Gene's movie camera, caught on film for eternity? Remember picnics, parental card parties (where much was drunk), hunting, dogs, and all the rest? We shared so much. Rest now, Jean. Beautiful Jean. You were the last and will not be forgotten. To Barb, Vicki, Scott we send our condolences and love on the loss of your fantastic mom. She will always be in our thoughts and prayers.##imported-begin##Dave, Sue, Diane Burgoyne##imported-end##