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.
Alana, I remember your first dance recital. Your first number was ballet and you were in a beautiful yellow costume. You were the smallest one on the stage and your Daddy was so nervous for you before the music started. Well-like a true Rich you were a born leader as you started directing all the girls in your class which way to go. I will never forget how loud your daddy yelled out for you and his bellowing laugh that day. He was so proud of you and truth be told..his eyes watered a little when you were through. HE WAS SO PROUD OF YOU!!!! I love you, Auntie Janie
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Alana,
I remember when Daddy used to say he couldn't wait until you were big enough to take for munchkins and now you are a big girl!
You and Daddy used to come up and get your bangs trimmed when he got haircuts, too.
I love you, Auntie Mary
Alana,
I remember your first dance recital.
Your first number was ballet and you were in a beautiful yellow costume.
You were the smallest one on the stage and your Daddy was so nervous for you before the music started. Well-like a true Rich you were a born leader as you started directing all the girls in your class which way to go. I will never forget how loud your daddy yelled out for you and his bellowing laugh that day. He was so proud of you and truth be told..his eyes watered a little when you were through. HE WAS SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!
I love you, Auntie Janie
Oh, your Daddy couldn't wait for munchkin time! He talked about it before you were even born!
You are such a special girl and I love you sooo much.
Auntie Kelli
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