This blog has been established for those of you who love and care about my brother, Dennis M. Rich. Dennis battled sarcoma for over two years. His strength and courage is truly inspiring. This is a piece of his story.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Dennis & Nana
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I haven't seen Pauline's face in so many years. It takes me back to such great times. In life you meet a few people that stand out in your life, and she is one of those people for me. I am quite sure she has taken Dennis under her wing!!!! Thanks Katie for sharing all the great pictures and memories! Jennifer Jones
I remember those days like it was yesterday! I know Nana is showing him around to all! He was always her favorite (Sorry guys). I remember when they left for Germany and Nana found his bottle days later and sobbed like a baby, she was so afraid he would cry for it. LOL Great way to push your aunt over the edge! LOL It really was/is a great life. We have so many great memories. Thanks for helping me remember that. Love Auntie Paula
I remember all the fun we had playing in Nana's yard in East Boston but, I loved when we lived next door to her. How lucky were we to have Nana and Papa right next door whenever we needed them. What an awesome time of life!
4 comments:
I haven't seen Pauline's face in so many years. It takes me back to such great times. In life you meet a few people that stand out in your life, and she is one of those people for me. I am quite sure she has taken Dennis under her wing!!!!
Thanks Katie for sharing all the great pictures and memories!
Jennifer Jones
I remember those days like it was yesterday! I know Nana is showing him around to all! He was always her favorite (Sorry guys). I remember when they left for Germany and Nana found his bottle days later and sobbed like a baby, she was so afraid he would cry for it. LOL Great way to push your aunt over the edge! LOL It really was/is a great life. We have so many great memories. Thanks for helping me remember that.
Love Auntie Paula
I remember all the fun we had playing in Nana's yard in East Boston but, I loved when we lived next door to her. How lucky were we to have Nana and Papa right next door whenever we needed them. What an awesome time of life!
I miss you Nana.
I miss you Dennis.
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