Tuesday, October 4, 2022
Nanny, there is not a single childhood memory that I don't have you in. From playing basketball with Stevie and Preston in the driveway, to many a Christmas opening the new nerf gun put out that year. Playing with the weight set in the basement even though you told me not to. The snack cabinet where all the good stuff was kept. Your Sunday morning breakfasts, your kind heart and love. Seeing how many people loved you whether you were serving them a hot meal at Richfield, or just chatting with them when you cashed them out at K&W, you will be missed by so many. I love you, Nanny.
