Isn't it funny the things we remember. I remember Paula
getting home from work late, like 9:00, and calling
me for the recipe for
Egg Foo Yong that she
wanted to make for your dinner. I was jealous that you
could eat whenever
you wanted because at that time you didn't have kids
yet. It's when you
lived up off of 161 in those apartments.
Then It made me
remember when she would ride her bike to Westgate
Park and then on down to
my mom's. It always made mom's day when you and
the kids would come over and mom always called
to tell me you had been there.