Tuesday, September 10, 2019
One of the dear memories of my spending time with Tommy and younger brothers Richard and Bobby is in the summers when we sat on the front stoop waiting for trains. This meant we four would start counting the cars (Arlene was too little!). Would you believe it that not once did we come to the same number of cars during my entire visits. How I loved thoughtful, caring, stoic, and lovable Tommy and my summers in the country with my uncle Steve and Aunt Marion and the Lencsak cousins. Thank you, Cousin Tommy, for being in our lives. May your memory be eternal!8
