Tuesday, March 27, 2018
"Pack the car" my dad would bellow, "We're going to Aunt Weeze's" That phrase began some of the happiest memories of my childhood. Goin to New Jersey to visit Aunt Louise, Uncle Frank, and Cheryl. I knew I'd hear great stories about Second Ave and Maize. Laugh until I cried. Hear about Aunt Louise's adventures in New York, the bus driver, bingo, cook outs and going to the beach and boardwalk. Thank you Aunt Weeze, you always made me smile and you'll always hold a special place in my heart Love LouAnne
