Thursday, November 18, 2021
I remember taking care of my mother, preparing her lunch, and then walking the dog. Anthony was down the block, smiling and waving. He would tell me about his parents being lost in the war ,and how he found a home in the United States .He always had a good word for me, and made me laugh. I will always remember, a good person ,who cared for his community, and welcomed the new family on the block.
