There are no words that can describe the pain and shock I feel since Mary passed. But there are plenty of words to describe Mary. That crazy lady was the best person ever, she'd give you the shirt off her back even if it was the only one she owned. She made birthday cakes for everyone in my family, and always sent food over because "she cooked too much". She spoiled my kids like they were her own grandchildren and loved them just the same. I'm gonna miss our crazy talks, and going out for a "walk and roll". I'm also going to miss "playing chicken" on Gulf St. Oh the looks on people's faces when we'd scream at each other, "CRAZY DRIVER!!! Get out of the d@&# road!!" I only hope I "grow up" to be as awesome as you. I love you Miss Maaarrry. See ya when I get there.
Thursday, September 12, 2013