Wednesday, September 30, 2020
Dear Skip, Peter, Bobby and Maryann- It's hard to believe how many years have passed since we all lived on Cedar Ave and when our lives were carefree and our families so intertwined. Pam and I very recently did a "talk down" memory lane about the days and years we played together- summers at the pool and sitting up in your wild cherry trees eating our fill and hours playing in "the hills" and so much more. Our mothers were so beautiful, hard workers and had such fun together. I can recall them blanching and freezing tons of corn and other summer vegetables together and coloring each others hair. Your mom taught mine to make tomato sauce and believe it or not Pam and I make ours the same way today. Bobby, nobody wanted to sit near you when we had spaghetti dinners together because you got more of the meal on the outside of you and on those near you than in you. I recently saw a movie that took place in the 1950s and they had the very same kitchen table that you had. Once when we were all going to the shore and Maryann was just a baby, our moms instructed us not to refer to them as mom on the beach, but to call them Annie and Lois! Even though they no longer were neighbors, our moms continued their friendship. The last time I saw your mom was at the funeral for my mom and dad- 24 years ago. I hadn't seen her for many, many years and yet when that petite woman stood before me I knew her immediately. We just hugged and held each other and words were not necessary. You were so blessed to have your mom for so many years- and I hope they were good and healthy years for her. Our families and times together are treasures tucked away in my heart. I pray that God will comfort you in your time of grief and that memories of your wonderful mom will bring you joy even in your time of loss. God bless you all- Caroline EATON Rambone
